1) Open Hands To The Wind

Nothing can be obtained by grasping at the wind
There is no escape from the dualism of life, vanity of vanities.
I am embittered towards humanity for its failures
Yet I possess all of these same shortcomings

There is grief in wisdom, there is sorrow in truth
Yet, the heart of the wise is in the house of mourning
And by sad countenance the heart is made stonger in time

So, I embrace this burden and weep for the fools that chase the wind


2) April Left With Silence

Silence.
Silence was the last words we spoke
It filled the air heavy with forevers
And the failing smells of yesterday
"this wasn't my intention..." is now a haunting...
The ghost of wispering thougths
Ive bled these nights dry with tears
So, here's to sleepless cold and dreams of insecurity
And like before, I'm left with silence
And the sound of a heart breaking

It's pieces crumble to the floor, promise falls quiet
Between stillness and silence, I hear your voice say
"my child I will pick up the pieces"
Promise falls guiet between stillness and silence.


3) The End Of An Era

My searching eyes have never been so intrigued to see you,
I guess, you found a way to make ten minutes last forever,
With each passing moment we drift further away...
Closer to our chosen paths

But I can't help remebering what was... what might have been
But I have been warned by those who have passed this way before,
And to them I am grateful
And as for you I am hateful
And I pray that you find the peace you have been longing for.


4) The Far Pavilions

How could I endure one more sunrise in this cold and unfamiliar place?

Where friends pass by like autumn leaves only stay for a season.

My heart dead to the smallest act of compassion

It gave them no reason to break the cycle of
The passers by.
Their actions made trust a failed practise

So here I stand on this hill alone, never turning back

In hopes that the past will fade.