Faded Fable

New soft confessions
 New rare concessions
 What was then ends
 With indiscretions
 How it must hurt
 To be well versed
 In truth that's curt
 Each blow the first
 Who stays innocent?
 Our fable fades
 As days grow smaller
 No matter the shape
 That time may take
 What is gone is never done
 Sun rests light upon the ground
 Whisper 'welcome safe and sound'
 Profit comes in the forgetting
 There was never a beginning
 Shadows at play
 When days were longer
 No matter the shape
 That time may take
 What is gone is never done
 Who is the monster?
 Who sews words together?
 Patches up three thousand crimes
 Twisting thread between the lines
 Reaching to the West
 Love flashes back
 In scattered color
 No matter the shape
 That time may take
 What is gone is never done
 No matter the shape that time may take