Flowers In Times Dust

My heart is growing Into the night of lost Where time florae are going And into oblivion tossed All is just for a while And giving of its touch Flowers in bouget style In recalls days so much All that is left is no more Deep into memories lane On to the unknown shore With each thought fain Oh, life in tones free So much for its similitude Footsteps will come to be Another part of an elude Flowers in times dust You all had your main Like drops on the red rust That now is just fain Everything must advance Into the fields of time Bouquet of colored trance That was in their prime