Hollow falls the echoed step
Through the path that is my way
Where nobody ever travels
Towards the end of dying day

There upon a household ruin
Sits the fading hope of them
Who once thought to build this castle
Amongst moss and root and stem

Far away from pallid cities
Fast removed from urban strife
Vanity is still in action
Ruin comes to every life

As I gaze upon this tower
There to build a life around
I connect with those who built it
Just to see it
Crumble
Down