Why
do I...

Does love run after fleeting rays,
Of setting suns...

Pass into the olde forest
wide and deep...

How do you bend
that which will not yield...

A lovely rainy day
came my way...

Some day, my love, will you be with me?
One day, my love, just an ask not a plea...

We should be the wind,
Thru the trees...

We should be the wind,
Thru the trees...

Ask what is mine.
All that is mine...

The Invisible Space King
watches over me...

Blurs of saguaro and red rock desert
And love, our easy circus come to town...

So says it
as it takes control...