Gaining recollection
Of lost artifacts
That could leave a trace
    
Remembrance of affections
A hollow phase
    
Another step back
    
Toward the stairs
Onward to grace
    
Painting the perception
Unaware
Of aging unopen case
    
With a grave dissatisfaction
In and out of place
    
Another step back
    
Toward the stairs
Onward to grace
    
An unfinished epitaph
Which could carve itself
It's something we've never had
Just lingering hurt instead
    
It's something we've never had