Iris

This iris
- She's blooming, you know
Her color is like twilight
And her scent is breath-taking

This iris
- She's dying, you know
Her leaves are falling off

And her petals are wilting

Dawn/Twilight

I buried you long ago
With my bare hands
- Covered in dirt
You reach from
Your grave
- Unknowingly

I reach back
towards light
- Expecting nothing
He holds me
With warm hands
- Filled with comfort

You tell me moon
He tells me sun
While I lie on the earth
Wishing to fly

A Lone Wanderer

I wander into an ebony forest
with nothing more than
a lanturn to guide the way

I'm searching for you
- Can't you tell
Or am I too far behind
for you to see the light?

I stumble in a raining forest
with nothing more than
a lanturn to guide the way

I'm calling your name
- Can't you see
That there's other people
waiting for me to come home?

I fall in a dying forest
with nothing more than
a lanturn to guide the way

I'm done with you
- Can't you see
That even when I say that
I'm lying to myself?

Paradiso

They've asked me before
If I have found paradise
And I say with a bitter smile
"Yes, I suppose I have."

If it's in a flower's bloom
Or in the song of a swallow
Then I hear it all the time
Buzzing in my ears
But if it's in a broken mirror
Or in a dying man's heart
Then I live through it
Every single day

They've asked me before
If I have found paradise
And I say with a bitter smile
"Well, have you?"

Wistful

Is what I feel
Just an echo
'Cause the only thing
That I hear
Is my hoping heart

Glass Bird

What is love but
A glass bird
Ever wishing
Ever wanting to leave
But unable to move
Unable to breathe wtihout shattering
So it sits on the windowsill
To be admired by others
And cry