Winter's light paints a different landscape, grey and brown for brightest gold
Summer paths were happier, now everything's on hold

Like a woman she's shed her lover, love is unimaginable, bare branches cannot console, the heart cannot be warmed when the arms cannot hold

There's a kind of beauty in the stillness of, knowing what was will always bring you back to a place where love can enter the atmosphere of absence and bring you to your knees.


Cold and pure starry night, the mist of breathing goes out to nowhere, futility and awe have always been, almost touching side by side, affection keeps our souls in their abodes . . .

Here it comes again, it's written on your face, here it comes again, you're wrapped up in that warm embrace, here it comes again, the secret wheel has turned, here it comes again