Lustre piosenki
Utwory wykonawcy:
A Spark of Times of Old
Amidst the embers, a spark of times of old Where rivers run, phantoms drift, veiled in mist Among the ashes, a tale of night and cold A past long gone, with powers to persist
Like Flowers of Gold
Tonight, nothing is foretold Tonight... Tonight, all hearts unfold Like flowers of gold Tonight...
Moonlit Meadow
Through grasses brightly lit Our walk begins in wonder Here, where mighty trees lay split And rocks are torn asunder
Nestle Within
And all that time What nestled there within? Early tears long gone Yet ever so present Only a child would hear Those rivers there within...
Nice Overalls
I am waiting by the phone Listen on the floor You've got that rythm I am fainting by your walls You're headed out the door I'll build my insight Not droppin' the wayside Because of all the hell I've taken Not takin' the long ride Besides, it's not my...
Night Spirit, part 1
And at dusk the sleeping night shall awaken. Stars will lit the sky and speak of days of yore. The sense of beauty from me was taken. By the frozen lake I now sit and long for nothing no more.
Night Spirit, part 2
Cold winds sung throughout the greatest woods that night. As a thousand trees danced, into an endless flow I was drawn. But still I stayed far out of sight. Unaware of my presence, they kept me there till dawn.
Of Strength and Solace, part 1
Young trees leaning To the ones so old In a forest sleeping Neath black skies watching
Reverence Road
If every son would know To walk the road of reverence And no daughter ever wonder Where the road would lead
The First Beauty
When the moon did not know His own power When the stars did not know Where to shine
The Light of Eternity
In dark serenity I sense waves Of timeless existence Silently appearing On the surface Of waters glowing From the light Of eternity Touching the spirit And continuing Towards others Searching, waiting...
They Awoke to the Scent of Spring, part 1
Year after year, deeply they slept In the dark neath a thick crystal blanket Yet, year after year They awoke to the warm light of day
They Awoke to the Scent of Spring, part 2
Year after year, deeply they slept And they thought they would sleep forever Yet, year after year They awoke to the scent of spring
This Mighty Sight
The forest is glowing from the lunar light The wind slowly wanders amongst the trees A new life is born from within this mighty sight A glimpse of glory is passing like a breeze