1. Saviour

Drifting through a void
without a voice
Grey and dark – through starless nights
that leave no choice
A lifeless mind, a soul astrayed
in autumn's maze
In shade and light, my days portrayed
A spark of grace

Floating to the farthest still
unto the winter's heart
Motionless, bereft the will
but – where did we all start?

There is no thing without beauty at all...

2. Dead Winter Ways

Winter, winter...
Can you tell with your silver breath?
River, river...
Stays asleep in his frozen bed
Yonder, younder...
Lies the moor dressed in a shroud in white
Shelter, shelter...
Rescue me from desolation's sight

3. In The Gutter Of This Spring

Outside the rain keeps falling
On foul soil, dying snow
Melting and transforming
to waters made of woe

Grey clouds brewing idle
the trees can not withstand
What is dead and gone by
is mixing with the sand...

...In the gutter of this spring

Inside the days remain
in a dim and lightless paint
and with the naked branches
the sun did not acquint

What is dead and gone by
and did not yet begin
is flowing to my hand
from the gutter of this spring

4. The Days Before The Fall

Bright were the days and fiery the sun
The nights were soft and cloudless the silent welkin hung
And winds did laze in forests and all
was filled with airy sweetness –
in days before the fall

Light were our hearts and notions were young
The times were full magic and secret songs unsung
And winds did laze in forests and all
was filled with airy sweetness –
in days before the fall

Asleep is the past now autumn is grey
and silently we wallow in memory of the day
when winds did laze in forests and all
was filled with airy sweetness –
in days before the fall

5. We Are Alone

Winter leaves
Autumn weaves
Spring has come
Summer's gone

6. With The Current Into Grey

The current spring
A source pure and bright
Where magic signs in silence

Remembrance fades
All ends seem so nigh
Illusions breaks in silence

I drift away
You are led astray
With the current into grey

I'm staying here
While you disappear
With the current into grey

The current leads to places afar
With violent swirls into the pale

Illusions broke
In a wide nameless sea
The source remains endlessly

7. The Turn Of The Tides

Deep red skies
Falling into blue
With every turn of the tides
I am closer to you

I an a wave in an ocean
Floating, gliding infinity
I shall not break at the rocks
Nor shall I decay before my time
At last I reach endless white sands