Your pride will not resist a change
Grey iris
The sweetest lovers night goes by
Over the unseen stream I run
You're calling me so far in
You're haunting me a scattered victory
A sound that descends shattered by your breath
My shade lies dead frozen time
In intervals of time I weather for a while
Caged in a stone
Tormented stillness you're holding me
It's too late for understanding
Rain child far gone scars of age
Angel is whispering singing songs
Not for me…