Dull and grey
What has become of you
Lying face down, not a care anymore
Stripped of pride and redressed cheaply
So much passion and truth
Gone, taken in your youth
Go on and listen to your pendulum
Go on to your Annabel lee
Rest now, man in the street

My notes come from the heart
The strings tug like a small vessel
The vibration moves my soul
All around are crowds of cheering people
But all falls on deaf ears
My notes come from the heart
They are scepters of my indomitable spirit
Deaf to sound but not feeling
Again, in moonlight I push the keys
My notes come from the heart

You offer knowledge
Truly what do we know of
Without his blessing

Calmly I sit and listen to the rain
The pitter patter of the drop’s sooth my brain
The howling wind blows me through the pines
It makes me free of my worries binds
I wish I could stay under the storms gaze
But alas it leaves until another day
Goodbye, rain

I long for a time I did not live
For a culture that was not mine
The voices of the past live through me
With books, poems, and in song
How can I escape these modern binds
In dress and in discourse
I hold myself to their esteem
The world has left me cold
To live with this burden alone
Everyone so modern and so gone
To whom do I relate but those in wake
But if I quit then they will be truly lost with time
So, I must push and ****
In their memory, I must carry on

Each step makes my stomach churn
For I know what these red men yearn
Like a lamb being led to the slaughter
One by one out onto the cold floor we go
No matter how much my mother weeps
The red men do not cheep
And in an instant, it is over
Father, mother, and children all gone
Seven strong, but now none
The wall is stained with the sins of men
Red men and red wall

As the sun fades, and the moon shines
The snow glimmers before my eyes
Enamored by the beauty of the snow
I forget why I left my cabins warm glow
I turn to walk back to my cozy home
When I hear a voice call out of the pines
It asks why I leave; I say I don’t know
Then why don’t you stay and enjoy the snow
I thought for only a minute or two
I sat on my knees and then I knew
The winter of 1905 was calling adieu
I came to enjoy what was waving goodbye
Then stood myself up and left with a tear in my eye
Sitting down at the table with stew in my sight
I looked out the window at the beautiful sight
I slept that night like a little boy
Content I sat and stayed with what I so enjoy
Until next winter when we meet once more
I dream to meet the snow evermore

So alive and so in love
Like a single lily in the meadow, there we dance
Our waltz of love putting everyone to shame
We whirl and twirl, until the night fades away
As your coach arrives, I draw for a goodnights kiss
But away you ride, leaving me amiss
I awake to the sound of furious crashes
The ground shakes, It’s those ****** howitzers
The muddy trench comes in to view as my dreams fade
How I long this war to end so you and I can waltz again