A Farewell
Now the time has come
to figure out my plans
A little step of mine
is giving them a chance
And on the hills of pride
I turned into a liar
A LullabyWalked in a dream
beside a blue stream
sweet temptations flew
I tried to taste a few
Sat in the green
the flowers I`ve seen
were covered in gleaming dew
A Prayer To The MoonStrolling through the forests
in a monologue
the clueless wanderer lost his balance
on a tightrope walk
Wandering through realities
he forgot about his roots
he went in circles
Dressed in Red
Lay it down
watch the ocean
and wait for
the story it will tell you
when you are quiet and real
Stand up
Evening ChillMoonlike views to the gleaming white sand
Travellers news that I heard in a land
Upon the shading night
Fabulous shoes tinctured in a sweet brine
A friends melody carried by the white wine
Beneath the twilight skies.
Low TideWhen the lights of night took over
from East to West
A symphonie sung by the birds
gave them a cinnamon dress
A gathering of sacred minds
A dance around the fire
Morning GlowThe dawn of mankind took its toll
decisions have been made
the traveller slightly turned away
and left behind a bitter shade
He dove into the landscape pictures
painted by his bravery
when he walked the moss-weed ways
Scotty The KingScotty the king
was to blame for all this things
he left us with a grin
mistakes he made were sins
Scotty was tall
taller than us all
No one made him fall
The Birds
Near by the waterfalls
I lost my new found friends
and all the blame
made me fade away
Next to the edge of sins
I fell without my mind
The Cinnamon NightsIn the cinnamon coloured nights
between the flickering candlelights
I hear an elflock-stricken voice
which turns me to a tempting choice
In the cinnamon coloured nights
among the gleaming leaves I hide
to displace my one-off chance