It seems as if the day goes by, without an event to remember by,
It seems as if the sun sends its ray, without a single light to meddle and play,
It seems as if the birds tweeted away, without a soul to hear them anyway,
It seems the water swayed to the wind, without a beholder to stand grinned,
It seems the world has gone very far, without having left even a scar,
It seems at the end I am much too far, without having done much so far.