It certainly seems the season//For muted colors and muttered memory...
Muttered Memory
Waking Dream
Should a moment come to call, write it off as a waking dream...
Where My Heart Resounds
today, the day disturbs me, and won't bother to speak in hushed tones despite my stillness...
I Pray the Sun Will Rise
For now, my heart will sleep as I pray the Lord my soul to keep, should I die before I wake, let it be for another rain's sake
December Rose 