Part 1Here ~This silver temple - shimmering in the moonlightsomewhere in St. Albanshear the whispers - the soft cries no one hearsnever didvictims of ..
Here beneath the treesa chilly breathso like a breezea certain sadness eats awaytiny bites that bleedhungry are ya?I question what is your needhere in..
Beneath a red evening skyas the sun burns itself into nighthear the wolves singing ~ hear the wolves howlingnight birds calltheir voices echoing acros..
falling snow ~ silent and glisteningwandering here ~ daydreaming and wishingeach snowflake ~ so like a gemand when the snow starts falling ~ who doesn..
The air is cool ~ The air is freshThis time of year the world is at its bestWandering through the forest so brightAll on fire with its autumn shades a..