I know beyond the darkness, there's a candle flame that flickers and the darkness is a mantle on my soul.
I know beyond the darkness, there's a peace that yet evades me as the reaper waits in silence for his toll.
gentle wind chimes on a spring day,
The waves lap gently on the shore,
the moon is at its peak,
Winds cry against the scurried clouds,
like souls about to speak,
Twilight, just before the dawn,
shows pale your skin, against my touch.
A girl before this night was born,
a girl who had to give so much.
After you'd gone,
I watched until the darkness hid you.
Pressing my cheek gently, softly,
against the cool window pane.