Eastern Eye

An Eastern promise fills the room
A smile that says we'll come back soon.

The Hands Of Time

I watched the face that scarcely changed
Followed hands that barely moved
And dreamed of you.

Did You Ever Know Me?

Was I slow , or lightning quick?
Was I dark, or pale?
Did the clothes I wore look very slick?

The Homecoming

I smiled as I drew nearer to her door
It's forever since we've spoken
But now I'm back for more.

Devon

A patchwork quilt of joyous songs that sound
As sweet as any angel's harp could sing.

The Lonely One

The only one to live inside this skin
The keeper of the dread contained within.