Whales are breaching on the cloudsin fires sparked to dance aroundgold is pouring through the skyand the horizon's sleepy eyefades into darkness to th..
Beauty is a lonesome soulsearching for the one who caresdown inside the home of coldit is cherished as it flaresThough forgotten when it diesThat its ..
looked at the surface of my seacould not point out where you'd beyou see the tide is slowly risingnavigate to the house of lightningcause you refuse t..
One human in a row of mannequinsOne flying in a flock with broken wingsone anthem to puritywithstanding the scrutinythe first draught from the wellthe..