The Sigh of a Weary Soul

Can you hear the sigh of a weary soul?
The pounding fear of fallen dreams?
Where a new day beckons another goal.
From a dusk-lit moon the night screams.
Can you hear it?

Can you feel the hopes of a beating heart?
Drowning in a darkened sea?
Where one's lost dreams make a brand new start.
A sunken treasure finds a new man's plea.
Can you feel it?

Can you see the blow of a wind-crushed spirit?
The restless pulse of squandered passion?
Where hope-lit skies gleam depleted.
The enemies of joy dressed in submission.
Can you see it?

Can you taste a shadow of hope cast astray?
Through lazy tears of passing sorrow?
Swallowing a bitter pill named yesterday.
Finds the faithful promise called tomorrow.
Can you taste it?