No one knew what happened here
The lightening rods, the silent tears...

How quickly we forget the past
and what it means to fear...

There’s a space now in the corner
where you used to sit and knit...

When night is at its longest
And the air lies sharp with frost...

Can you hear the gentle murmur
Of the brook as it glides by...

Be fearless he said as I heard the bell ring,
They can smell it you know and it won’t mean a...

In dark of night when creatures foul
Roam freely through the mansion grounds...

Sharp and accusing they lie
entangled in pale blue strands...

Don’t look for me up in the stars
Or mourn beside my grave...

Memories of winters past flow through the windows...
Of angels crafted in the snow and kisses of the...

Lonely is the single heart.
It beats for love in duple time...

The music box
Lies there unwound...