cry forth the beauty
cry forth the beauty
with the voices raised in song
a moment at peace
Home
how long will this last
how long will this last
the gnomes pounding in my head
right until it stops
quite in the night
quite in the night
wrapped up close in the darkness
reaching for the stars
riding the cold front
riding the cold front
coming with the rolling clouds
coaxing a shy moon
voices together
voices together
harmony floats through the space
resonating peace
renewed with it's birth
renewed with it's birth
but ancient in it's spirit
subconcious baggage
one of those mornings
one of those mornings
to regret there are mornings
unpredictable
the monster inside
the monster inside
the artifacts of my dreams
the signal must be
what harm do they cause
what harm do they cause
the artifacts of your wake
turmoil and eddies
just some housecleaning
just some housecleaning
dealing with the leftovers
of what might have been