The sensation scratches at your door
Crying for you to open...

Upon the sights where one must dream
Afar the battles and tears unseen...

When I was growing up
I was on the outside...

Snow breathes the fire
Of melodies so serene...

O, to thou, saturated faith
The cold and the warmth, will end our chase...

A summer remains in the scent
Of a love grown over the ages...

If I could embrace your words
Id be a greedy sprite...

Silent as the seeds below
Hearts bleed internally...

Lillies sleep within the touch
Of my forsaken breath...

S- Surprise sleeps within the bloom
p- Preparing senses for natures perfume...

River of my broken blue
Hear my voice call out for you...

Forlorn are my dreams
Which travel in the night...