When storms began : Swirling round its whirling sound it shadows dancing The still garden iced hard the winters **** The sun shines yet melted lake you never see Shadows still claw inside of me The grass so green flowers softest blue Yet colours range and angry shade all true. The wind it works and catches strong Leap unknown the wall Taken every finest part they find and now after months of closed behind Taken once again the wind its comes ripping though and taking once again No chance to even say the word good bye they cry it leaves you there in silence Water washes crimson waves to blue And once again your voice stolen from you Years pass the wind now gone But waves of memories flood each part it’s true How could winds be broken and cut through like a knife when walls of silence Close on you Dont speak don't shed a tear As if you do the walls again appear And in the broken storm torn they call your name Alone to stay you carry all the shame. Inside the walls the wind still knows your name If you speak your life wont be the same