Lost on the Mountain

When the moon sets upon the ageing Earth

Casting a dim light over all

Few seconds repeat, no day, no night

A stillness sits on the mountain.

A foreign language is spoken, shaking the trees

The wind is all that's survived

The Earth that used to reap such life

Is trapped in the darkness of light.

The echo of silence that dawns on a hill

Sitting lonely beneath the moon

They wander the plains each day to explore

In search of a brother of mine.