Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Shine bright morning light
Now 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

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…..”