********** ***** <<>> ***** ********** This is an Original Work by Clifford E. Sarke of Azalea Parke Music All Rights Reserved, © 2024 Clifford E. Sarke/Azalea Parke Music ********** ***** <<>> ***** ********** Ooo-oo-oo-ooo Ooo-oo-oo-ooo In the silence of the void Where whispers dare not tread A lone technician wanders Through the ghostly station’s spread His hands, once skilled and steady Now tremble under their own weight For life-support is faltering And time is growing short He gazes through the portal At that fragile sphere so bright A marble cloaked in blue and green A beacon in the night Each breath an echo fading Each heartbeat less profound For within this lifeless metal shell The walls of silence pound He thinks of laughter lingering Of voices soft and warm Of tender blooms and summer rains— Life's sweet, familiar charm In youth, he chased a starry dream Compelled by cosmic grace Leaving love to drift like stardust Lost in the endless space He thinks of laughter lingering Of voices soft and warm Of tender blooms and summer rains— Life's sweet, familiar charm In youth, he chased a starry dream Compelled by cosmic grace Leaving love to drift like stardust Lost in the endless space What if he had stayed behind Embraced the soil’s caress? What if he had blurred the lines Of fate with tenderness? Friends gathered ‘round the bonfire Their stories intertwined In his mind’s eye, laughter dances— A life he left behind... The girl on the bus each morning With a glowing smile The artist with her paints Turning canvas to life The whispered hopes of lovers Where every heart’s a saint But he, woefully infatuated With the cosmos’ gleaming art Traded warmth for cold mechanics A dream that tore apart Now, the stars— Once his companions Seem to mock him from above As the blue sphere fades to whispers Held by the hands of love He counts the hours silently Each tick, a tolling bell Thirty-six... (Thirty-six) Left to remember The lives he traded For this cold black hell (Cold Black Hell) Yet in this solemn moment As sorrow swells and breaks A flicker of acceptance warms him A choice that he can make To honor all the faces The dreams that forged his way Though he may leave the shadows Their light will never sway Ooo-oo-oo-ooo! What if... (What if) He had stayed behind Embraced the soil’s caress? What if... (What if) He had blurred the lines Of fate with tenderness? Friends gathered ‘round the bonfire Their stories intertwined In his mind’s eye, laughter dances— A life he left behind (What if) In his final fleeting moments He drifts to the cold glass pane The Earth still gleams A tapestry - Joy intertwined - With pain And somewhere in that beauty He finds a bitter-sweet Pang The vastness of the universe The pulse surrounds him It BEATS! So as the systems falter And one-by-one shut down The darkness draws near in grace He joins the stars in silence Embracing his chosen place A legacy of longing Of friendships left unspun In the heart of the endless cosmos He leaves the world of sun.... Ooo-oo-oo-ooo He joins the stars (He joins the stars) In silence (In silence) Embracing (Embracing) His chosen place (His chosen place) (His chosen place) {All for Nothing, v6a2b3a} ********** <<<<<<<>>>>>>> ********** ©2024, All Rights Reserved, Clifford E. Sarke/Azalea Parke Music. You are free to use this audio/video and its sound for non-commercial purposes such as public worship services, educational purposes, personal enjoyment and home entertainment. Attribution to the original creator (Clifford E. Sarke/Azalea Parke Music) is appreciated but not required. Monetization, commercial use, and distribution of this audio/video or its sound as sound waves, digital files, or notation in any form are not permitted without explicit written permission from the creator (Clifford E. Sarke/Azalea Parke Music). All rights for personal use, performance, and monetization are retained by Clifford E. Sarke/Azalea Parke Music. For permissions, licensing, or further inquiries, please contact us at: [email protected].
