WHO will join them to make the world One?
WHO will it be to pen their names upon parchment...

There burns a war between two nations,
over the years, fueled by intimidation...

Dedicated to my dear friend Sandra, who has fallen...

I feel I'm growing older
as my dark hair starts to grey...

Little angel, put on a smile,
daddy's gonna fly with you a while...

Tread smiles on days and carry on.
Let tragic wonder bare it's scorn...

Where snowflakes fall and fluid flows chilled,
across the ocean's path where the air stands...

You're my beat without the rhymes
You're like a pretty melody...

Today, my son, we hunt.
The flock over yonder will sate our hunger...

There's a memory
(ooh...

The leaves are falling and the clouds hold rain.
The graves are calling each other's names...

She blew me away
To a cold winter heaven...