In the night sky
Was a moon shining bright
In the night sky
Was all kinds of lights
But This moon was broken
And still floating
My head is full and I’m heartbroken
Im going to give up
But not anymore
This moon filled my cup
Even with my head at war
The broken moon stayed afloat
And so will I keep going
for the moon was a lifeboat
And I’m not stoping because the moon is still glowing

If I let go of the pain,
does it mean we never existed?
If the grief begins to fade,
was it ever really love?

I would rather carry the sorrow
than forget what it meant.
If healing means losing you,
I’ll stay broken.

i heard my mom laugh
and it sounded like a cry
a lonely, desperate, desolate cry
and maybe it is because it was.
because we all laugh so as not to cry.

Shadows stir - fog drifts
Lone he walks the middle path
He is not alone

songs from silence
-shared experience
uniquely unified

Under the blue sky, beneath the divine’s will,
Sorrow will fade, our soul will no longer be afraid.
By His light, fields of precious flowers will bloom within our soul.
And we will rise greater than ever,
Carrying the beauty of wondrous auroras and the strength of the skies.
For we are worthy of a million stars and gracious smiles.