Father, this heart is hurting so, It throbs in pain, it writhes, it bleeds I cannot find the way to go, Groping through these misty reeds Father - thou art my shining key And with thy name, the clue unfolds If thou gavest my life to me Then thy heart, my future holds Let … Continue reading A Shining Vision
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Of the Fall
We are of the fall, my love, Born beneath a waning moon A fateful star o’er hung, my love, And song soon lost its tune Darkness fell o’er all, my love, A gloom o’er me and you Blindly go we all, my love, In search of sweet perfume Sadly go we all, my love, Through … Continue reading Of the Fall
