A circle closing in fast
Differences relived from the past
Serenity in a tight shut jar
Meander in our fields from afar.
A sun dipping low in the river
Crystals fall on every step closer
Boats glide on to neither there or here
Senses shut down and they whisper a prayer.
And its in Neverland I used to hum
My little, forgotten tune
A snag in the time-space continuum
Now the memory lies in ruin.