Remember the Winter
Remember the winter in the spring
When all around the sweet birds sing
Remember the days that endlessly string
And the bleak wind's bitter sting.
When all around the sweet birds sing
Remember the days that endlessly string
And the bleak wind's bitter sting.
Transcendence
In the town, so far away,
Goes the pilgrim;
Where will he stay?
He wanders on.
He wanders on.
On and on.
In the field, at break of day,
Toils the farmer in the clay.
When will he rest?
When will he rest?
He knows no rest.
In the church, where people pray,
There is the preacher who shows the way.
What peace has he?
What peace has he?
He has no peace.
In the graves where dead men lay,
There are no souls, or so they say.
Where have they gone?
Where have they gone?
They are all gone.
Goes the pilgrim;
Where will he stay?
He wanders on.
He wanders on.
On and on.
In the field, at break of day,
Toils the farmer in the clay.
When will he rest?
When will he rest?
He knows no rest.
In the church, where people pray,
There is the preacher who shows the way.
What peace has he?
What peace has he?
He has no peace.
In the graves where dead men lay,
There are no souls, or so they say.
Where have they gone?
Where have they gone?
They are all gone.
Night
The darkness muffles
The sounds of a world
That turns outside my window
As I lie waiting
For the day.
The sounds of a world
That turns outside my window
As I lie waiting
For the day.
Communion of Discontent
I drink the wine of my bitterness,
Laid by so long ago,
In memory of the joyful love
My heart did never know.
I at the bread of my displeasure,
Grown stale with days gone by;
Contemplating the years spent waiting,
Though now, I know not why.
Laid by so long ago,
In memory of the joyful love
My heart did never know.
I at the bread of my displeasure,
Grown stale with days gone by;
Contemplating the years spent waiting,
Though now, I know not why.
Voices at my Door
Voices at my door,
Ghosts of yesterday,
Loves there were before
Lost along the way.
Memories of you,
Shadows in the night,
Thoughts of changing hue
Shifting like firelight.
Half forgotten dreams
Passing through my mind
Long abandoned schemes
Of another kind.
Hopes for tomorrow
Cast aside in pain,
Tears bought with sorrow
Falling like the rain.
Ghosts of yesterday,
Loves there were before
Lost along the way.
Memories of you,
Shadows in the night,
Thoughts of changing hue
Shifting like firelight.
Half forgotten dreams
Passing through my mind
Long abandoned schemes
Of another kind.
Hopes for tomorrow
Cast aside in pain,
Tears bought with sorrow
Falling like the rain.