There are whispers that cry In gasping breath In quiet chambers Not for from here Have you heard them? There are angry mobs shooting arrows in silent wars In desperate days
Smothering scents of vanilla Eclipse her senses . A grand light born Of a thousand candles Light the way The wanton voice Of he that beckons breaks her pause Deep pain of a love
I belong to no place I am free I belong to no one I am free The chains that tie undone I am free. I do not call this land home I haven't met anyone that makes it so