It's just this time of nightWhen all the livingWhen all
"Anam Cara" means "sould friend" in Gaelic.Music to embody the
I want to tell you all the secrets of my
One woman waitsOne man, he callsStirring the sense around them...One
Time stands in stilness before meThe shadows move closer towards
O my loveI stand on a distant shoreThe turning tideBreathes
Losing the self in layers of etherealVoices I journey to
There is a white moon above usShining on the dark
Will you remember meWith the sunlight shining golden on my
If I were a country without bordersI would change this
Kneeling at the altarDigging in the gravesSearching through the wreckageAnd
No signs of life - these are troubled timesWe've all
She walks with meInto the silent darknessShe walks with me...Pale
Music to lead the spirit to a place of stilnessWhere
I've seen many facesShe is hiding what she feels...I see
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