Oh Wind!
i am just a twig...

This darn fear that through the years
has been tearing my heart apart...

Where a river flows
between mountains of lilies...

There's this thing called the ego,
It likes sitting on the passanger seat...

Maybe the stars were out of my reach,
exactly how you used to preach...

Nothing kills not even death.
We live forever, forever we live...

It's just a tear in my eyes,
That breaks my heart, and makes me sad...

If I were to fall in your arms
hold me tight, alright...

The only thing I know is that
we, all, are broken...

Someday, your eyes will be
two coffins in the cemetery...

I search for the sunrise in these waves of life;
in these still waters...

Hellon, so it was you
You who invented this form...