Mar 18, 2008 15:00
At nights like this I hear someone cry
I hear someone suffer and someone die
Through this summer night I walk alone…
In this darkness I see the time
To this silence I know the rhyme
Through this summer night I walk alone…
I don’t ask for reasons - I know it’s time
For someone to suffer, for someone to die
And for me through this summer night to walk alone…
I don't know why it came - as a contrast to the cold muddy spring here - well let it be the beginning...