AMBER OF MY THOUGHTS

With Dreaming & Sleeping

With Walking & Screaming

With Memory & Dreaming

Thoughts Fast & Furious Are Trapped In My Amber.

With Doubting & Questions

With Lauging & Held Hands

With Angels & Demons

With Nothing But Cobweb Desires.

The Girl Smile Weeping Has Wings Made Of Gold Dust -

The Trace Of Her Fingers Is Innocence & Cold Lust -

The Scrape Of Her Wings Is A Music Of Madness -

The Smile Remembers The Truth Found In Sadness.

The Amber Of My Thoughts;

She Barely Seems Real To Me...

The Embers That She Wrought;

They Smile & They Sing To Me...

The Winter Of Her Frost;

A Spark & A Pistol...

The Amber Of My Thoughts;

She Crumbles To Crystal.