Childhood dreams and long lost memories,
Are the reasons for my dead broken life...

Have you noticed all the death?
The murdering of animals...

In his eyes
Water flows backwards...

I'm sitting here crying over you
i simply don't know what to do...

Another winter covered in snow
little flakes that softly flow...

Awake children into sublime
sacred songs of infancy...

I wait.
Patiently...

We are not alone tonight
And I somehow can agree...

A slow escalation
of melodic sensations...

I've done a lot of thinking
I didn't know until now...

Moutain hills and burning sage
defines our whole new age...

Sunlight holds you until you smile
and spring rain cleaneses your soul...