He sits on the bench
From time to time he speaks...

A turquoise miner works the lands
He moves to soil with his bear hands...

The hammer strikes
A flash is born...

This mirror is my life
A portal to the world...

Can you see this like I do
How life is over once it’s through...

When the darkness is closing in
I get motivated by the howling wind...

I haven't written in a long time so forgive the...
The desks of this world are my life...

*Number 100 for a very special girl. One I wish to...
I know this divine entity...

You are my sun
My stars my earth...

An angel without her wings has fallen
Into my open waiting arms...

She watches me from up above
And guides me from afar...

I don't know how this happens
How I get this way...