We met that night, when the sea ran high.

And I craved for more of that nearlove experience.

Those who the music hath then joined together, are now put asunder....



Remember me, when I lit the fire.

To keep us warm.

On a cold winter morning. Now I pass through the moment.

Can I still recognize a beautiful melody...



I play a note, but hear no sound. Have I lost my love or the wings I found.

When I was young,,,

...and eager to please anyone who had time...



Needed to sing, the very notes I heard.

Had to stay in the shadows and seek for the loneliness.

Nevertheless, the price was higher than I realized.

I was to live alone, ready to make the sacrifice.

Was I in love with you...



My old heart, little harder again. One the light goes out, everything ends.

It is time...ready to cause a scene, ready to make the sacrifice.

Ready to play the note, ready to end the final show.

The only thing I know.



The pain is here. To stay I fear. In my eyes. I can change one note and make you cry.

In this state of mind. Silence is a crime.



How can life be so feigned and cold. I've answered the call of every melody, lovingly.

Did I find the answers to all my questions.



Or a gravenimage of me...



If I found the hidden fountain. Drank the wisdom from it's deep.

Would I have the time to save me. Would I have them both to keep.