The Sounds of War

As you hear the sounds of war, you take up your sword and depart. Far away from my sight, beyond your forest home. Spring as come, but you are not here to see, the blooming flowers and hear my voice as I sing. The beating drums call you away, taking you to war, I will sing for you a song for your safe return. The clouds of war, have taken the gentle days away, spring turns to winter, bringing sorrow to my heart. I will sing for you, until I can sing no more. Even if I bleed, I will wait for you, a song of spring, a song of hope. Take your sword, don't be afraid I will sing for you a song to calm your fears. The stars shine bright, singing for you. I will wait, for your return. Starlight falls from the sky, upon your face. Why are you crying, as you return home. Dry your tears you are home and I am, here.

The Dark of Night

The dark of night, the edge of light. Shadows haunt my heart, always seen. Beyond this place of existence only nothingness lives. In the eternal sky, the dead live unseen by anyone. The cries of many last within the heart, a light in the dark, a lonely existence. Between the sky and earth, on the edge of life.

Daughter of the Earth

Daughter of the earth, who’s heart belongs to the sky.
You have no wings, yet you soar in the sky beyond.
Under the apple tree you are, you’re smile makes the flowers bloom with a sweet color. Daughter of the earth, who’s heart belongs to sky.
You smile for me, yet we are apart.
For I must fly far away, into the storm.
Daughter of the earth, whose heart is in the sky, you give me wings to fly.
As you sit under the apple tree, my heart belongs to you.
My sky whose winds are as gentle as your smile.