The tree gives me shade
The shade turns to shadow
He turns
The poet’s voice lingers on
His words hang in the air
The
On our own trip
On our emerald ship we sail
Where have the flowers gone sun-children
Your shirts are loud and
Leave me here where I can do no wrong
It is
Bright in flames
They're melting with the snow
Precious wishes
Heavenwards th
Girl in a uniform
Grey and white and crisp, clean
How can
What am I to do in my darkest hour
Lamplight to
Emily lived in this town
Seems it was getting her down
Filled
I sit by the harbour
the sea calls to me
I hide
I've been watching the news,
And it doesn't feel safe,
It seems
My young love said to me
My mother won't mind
And my
Let me steal away
Here I'm growing pale
Like the leaves decay
As
Can't see the wood for all of the trees
Can't hear