The ground can quake the skies can cry
Mountains may fall rivers run dry...

We walk these fields, our hands are worn,
Through every trial, every storm...

In friendship we are bound
Love we have found...

I believe in honesty
What do you believe...

I am running out of time
Precious minutes that are mine...

What is out there?
A monster that preys...

What is this feeling?
I feel in my heart...

What is in this envelope?
It has a stamp on the back...

What?
Can't hear...

Where are you?
Where have you gone...

Where did words come from?
Where did letters come from...

Keys on the counter
Phone on the floor...