the tree on a hill
the tree on a hill
to hold steadfast throughout time
ah the sights you've seen
Home
with a soft splatter
with a soft splatter
the little rain pays its dues
chorus of flowers
mustering forces
mustering forces
obstacles to overcome
quest for espresso
with the early light
with the early light
heralding the coming day
the night fades to sleep
shy in the morning
shy in the morning
peek from behind the mountain
waiting on the sun
a day in the hive
a day in the hive
search for her illusiveness
no sign of the queen
last breath of the day
last breath of the day
releasing the weariness
drift unto slumber
the morning's quiet
the morning's quiet
holds key to the coming day
silence is our friend
the air is quiet
the air is quiet
stillness has come to visit
chilled in the morning
walking through nightmares
walking through nightmares
from the ruins of my past
desperate for the dawn