Im sorry for being
Sorry for taking part...

Mother father flint and flame
One word a spark and you are fighting again...

On these hollow black nights
When the moon hides and the night flowers bloom...

Out from the city,
Down long and lonely roads...

One hour to chat,
We had the most random conversations always...

My smile is as hollow as my heart
Hidden behind the deception of happiness I'm still...

I started with strait lines,
But the thought it bought to mind did not fit...

To hear a butterfly sing,
You need only be silent...

Here I sit in this tiny office,
Alone and bored but always mounds of work to do...

Thine wings of ash
Thy hair of flame...

As sun catches the beads that fall like fire from...
Pure bliss courses through my veins...

This is my heart it only beats for you
Nothing in this world or heaven can make it untrue...