Shine bright morning lightNow in the air the spring is coming Sweet blowing wind Singing down the hills and valleys Keep your eyes on me Now we're on the edge of hell Dear my love, sweet morning light Wait for me, you've gone much farther, too far
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
“In this place of a never ending rain we lay wake. The Heavens shed its tears for us. For those times we can’t for ourselves. With the tears come the clouds. The darkness offer us haven in its shroud. Concealing all. Our fears, our tears, our appearance vanish from the sight of all others. Rejoicing the present as though there were no tomorrows. Living in a realm of no sorrows. Yet we are always aware that this paradise is too favorable to be reality. Slowly, the much hated dawn banishes the gift of the twilight. Returning all of the past in its wake. Why can’t we stay like hits forever, in the land of the twilight…..”
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