Let the wondering soulless friend lay his head on the tides forever flowing in the darkness as the light sounds brack from the east bring new overflowing time with it as the darkness finds into the seas of sadness on the sands in the hourglass flowing never-ending like a sea of sorrow may the traveller rest his sour broken heart and drink his last teardrops. The pain within can not be forgotten and the skies burst with the new lights within the lands sweeping away the shadows that scared his body and healing his broken soul.