When the Clouds Vanish

Will imagination vanish too

Will all the Dreams in the world

Come tumbling down

With a single blow

When the streets are no more

Never to be traveled forward

All Exhibitions have ended

The skyscrapers that have once touched

The flowing breath of god

Will never touch the sky again

But cover the roads in ash

As for us

The once beautiful City

That started with a town

That once was a Forest

But what stands above all is a tree

Who stands in the heart of the city

That started with a seed

That grew into what was now

A city in ash

We are no more

Than tree cutters

That has destroyed someone else's dreams

The dreams are gone

Like the clouds in the sky

The future holds no more

Like an old rain cloud

I have to say

Since we left

The world has come tumbling back

To the most beautiful past

But if we were no more

Who would stand to see our dreams

Become a reality

Who would make our dreams

Come to make a more beautiful future

Then what it was in the past

Who would see the freedom

The Eagle our protector provides

No one will regret the city we built

But will regret what it became

I wish we could have made it stronger

Before the old tree

Came tumbling down

Into the heart of the city

Of Ash