gentle wind chimes on a spring day,
warm and soft, a kings mistress
oh your heart, what can i say,
your charm, ageless
I know beyond the darkness, there's a candle flame that flickers and the darkness is a mantle on my soul.
I know beyond the darkness, there's a peace that yet evades me as the reaper waits in silence for his toll.
Twilight, just before the dawn,
shows pale your skin, against my touch.
A girl before this night was born,
a girl who had to give so much.
Silence stills the early hours,
silent is the voice.
Quiet stills the storm within,
quiet formed by choice.
After you'd gone,
I watched until the darkness hid you.
Pressing my cheek gently, softly,
against the cool window pane.
Through the crystaled splendoured canyons,
'Neath the star enshrouded halls,
Past the dreams of dying motion,
Vainly climbing freedoms walls,