Through the moist way My feet crossing the leaves Through the moist way My feet crossing the leaves

The sound of falling snow flakes, brought her to the window pane. The sound of falling snow flakes, brought her to the window pane.

The smell of the moist sand A patch of blue in the green land The smell of the moist sand A patch of blue in the green land

All and anything it takes, to be numb and cold Until no man or memory seeps in through All and anything it takes, to be numb and cold Until no man or memory seeps in t...

The bride of the evening stayed again, On the dark edges of these moist eyes ... The bride of the evening stayed again, On the dark edges of these moist eyes ...

The next morning the clear Sky greeted the lovely sun. The next morning the clear Sky greeted the lovely sun.