…the meadow of life, my acre of Heaven A five-year-old winter heart in a place called home Sailing the waves of past Meadows of Heaven Rocking chair without a dreamer A wood and a spring without laughter? Sandbox without…

…So much farther off than time could reach Today it would be too late So much despair he has bled but will he wither away No one knows that you must keep this Old Man wide awake 'cause no one knows that he could feed our…

…The nightingale is still locked in the cage The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs An old oak sheltering me from the blue Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves A catnap in the ghost town of my heart She dreams…

…The winter season is on going, we all are waiting for the new year, to start a new loving season. Does it change your winter time, or bring for you the same, or new fun? The new year nails our future, it is hopefully…

…This is where i fall apart When you go, and breaks my heart Like a moth to a flame But lost cause hurricane I keep drowning in my pain, i need your rain I keep falling in my fear, can you hear I keep getting stabbed…

…violence is forbitten, you like to universal games, like old times, like nostradamus has the visions, liking the illegal toys. You all have chosen your own games, everything costs, its non-violence toys, in skandinavian…

…face in different places, you are always busy, with your own friends in different cities, where i have seen your people, they like to have fun, in their private lounges and places, I have seen you, year ago in helsinki, now you are in paris, near st. lazare, there I have seen you, before, coming home, to familiar places.…