Where do broken hearts go to heal
Where do forgotten souls to feel?
Who mans the gates of the northern wall?
Is it a snow?
Or is it the one with the unwritten scroll?

What do you say to a broken soul...
Do you let be?
or do you console?
To watch it rise from it’s fall.

My safe heaven,
The calm to my storm…
She left with a piece of my mind
I lost my peace of mind.

How does the heart heal my love,
When the pain of losing you
Is sweeter than the nothingness without.
When the eyes don't see your beauty no more,
But the memory upholds the truth as whispered in your ears before,
"You are my everything...The most beautiful soul".

It's the story as been told before,
Some times you rise
At times you fall.
Bed time stories by morning birds
Hugs and kisses to a long lost ghost.
Hear the wind
Feel the whispers afloat,
Don't burry your dreams
Don't cremate your souls.

I told him I loved her
He said to let her go,
Give her up to the wind
Her heart is hers to know.
Don't weep...Don't cheer...
But watch.
Does her light deem or glow?
Does she soar like a freed bird,
Or does she boomerang your throw?

Alone in heaven

No angels seen
No music heard,
No rain but wetness
No sun but warmth,

No crowds to cheer
No evil to fear.