A cold white bloom resides on a mountain top
Disowned by everything...

The roads are lit with street lamp haze
as traffic lights play coloured games...

They drain from pretty eyes,
the baggage with the tides...

They say a soul can bare so much,
the weight of mountains to the stars...

What if the world were to wither away,
whaling at the sight of the moon...

There was a time when the sky was blue,
the air was clear and the dams were full...

A lonely walk through frozen flowers
to a sea, tinged with the stress of red...

A river flows in a tender surrender
and whilst trees look on, leafy tears kiss the...

Give an inch, take a mile,
deceived by lowly banter...

Cigar smoke drifts across the room
and cradles the aroma of fresh espresso...

I once heard some wisdom from a friend, would you...
I see you nodding at your screen, so maybe I'll...

Somewhere in the midst of time,
where princes roam and castles thrive...