I woke this morning with the intent
Of not to care of what I see...

(My pain is me)
I can't show them...

A new fear has awaken,
From the darkness and it's taken...

Tired little souls working in, working out,
Never do they have time to life live-out...

In this lonely winter
The leaves have long been dropped...

Cool winds caress my skin;
And, the smell of grass and water spins...

Im sorry for my insecurities,
If they disturb you in your sleep...

Camelot;
A place of green pastures...

Where in the world
Can you find what you love...

I know all too well, America,
I was born to its soil. You see, but...

The stars are the sun;
Of the sky you and I...

A dawn cracked morning, hast set forth a brand new...
Tilted shadows awake, in their own way. From...