There railroad tracks from long ago,
Modern cars pass on the road...

This ravin feather i held in my hand,
Sat so black as the night...

The dead cold of winter
Brings its gray days...

I'm scared to death
scared of the future...

I'v started so many poems about you,
But none could describe what i feel for you...

My heart was locked up long ago,
It was put under a secret spell...

So it is said upon other words to be chosen
Time was escaped if for only a few moments...

As the wind blows across
sun-kissed fields of heat...

Melt thy tear to a salted flake
And expose its harmful truth...

So many kisses,
so much love...

The cold tips of her fingers,
Feel as if they've sunk to her hope...

Teardrops are falling from my heaven,
And the clouds are rolling in...