Fate of the Lost Rider (Anasounds Full Story Fuzz)

Time had stood still
Left them waiting
The cold and unfulfilled
Slowly fading
The dreams never dreamed
Lost forever
However they attempted
To endeavor

The clocks fully stopped
All unneeded
Cobwebs coating all things
Without heeding
The shadows trading places
With their people
Dragging them along
Worn out and feeble

Nothing that they promised
Turned out true
They didn't do a thing
They said they'd do
And in the moment that
You finally knew
There was nothing left
At all for you

So you were left to fight
For scraps and bones
The shirt upon your back
Was all you owned
While they were whisked away
To shores unknown
Proud of all the wisdom
They had shown

There was so much more
Left to say
But the words were
Locked away
Like prisoners
Inside a cell
Eternally detained

They waited as long
As they could
Time, like termites,
In the wood
Chewed the hours
Down to dust
Til nothing there
Remained

They said they wanted windows
When they really wanted mirrors
The world reflecting back
In such a way that just felt clearer

And any time they saw
Anything that did not belong
They shuddered with the fear
That the whole world was going wrong

They huddled into herds
All united by the words
Infecting their blood streams
Like bacteria and germs

Until they were too ill
And only kept alive with pills
And stories of the brave
Who chose to die upon that hill

The harder they worked
On the gift
The more they found
Indifference
No matter the gold
Or the rarest of stones
It was as if
They didn't exist

The hope that they had
Turned to rust
And gutted machines
Became husks
Gears rotted away
Leaving only the faint
Memories of what
They had been once

The moon was surrounded
By a rainbow halo
They expected it to lead them
All the way home
Nobody could tell
If it was the right way, though
But now they were all
Way too scared to say so

Floating away
In the sky
The shape of those
Left behind
Raising their hand
In goodbye
As slowly they slipped
Out of sight

Is this the way we meant to go
Will it be everything that we could hope
Is it a mistake, how can we know
Before it is too late to go back home

Did we see the sky
Did we see the stars
Or did we
Only imagine
That we were here at all?

Did we walk these fields
Did we sing these songs
Or did we
Only imagine
That we were here at all?

Did we feel the warmth
Of the golden sun
Or did we
Only imagine
That we were here at all?

Did we promise that
We'd meet again
Or did we
Only imagine
That we were here at all?