An hour away from home, The lights come on. Standing at the side of the road, I am in awe.
Amongst the snow and trees, The freezing cold, I thrive on each sorrowful note.
For the moment, all is still, A tranquil pace. The ease of being stranded, In this compassionate place
Amongst the snow and trees, The air is cold and clean, and for the moment, I am at peace.
Being able to enjoy a disaster is a sham of being so optimistic. Now that the thrill has worn off, and the adventure has lost it’s charm, I just want to go home.
Still waiting at the side of the road, The hours have passed, since I last moved. Head down, eyes closed, Into a suspended sleep I fall.
Then in sequence, from far to near, Light reflects off of objects before... A sun, of the darkest blues, Rises from the hills behind...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
