Cast my whispers into wind
Let them fall wherever words
find receptive soil
Cast my thoughts of winters gone
together with their fading memory
May they rest in cold silence
under blanket of white snow
until it's time to wake
and cast my whispers into wind
Set my dreams among the living spring
scent of pine and wings towards the call
Torn a thousand, forceful, feverish ways
Cast my whispers into wind
Let them fall wherever words
find receptive soil
Torn a thousand feverish ways
And once the day of end arrives
drown my urge in soil's warmth
Take me back, hold my arm
in the summer of life
When the breeze reached for our faces
and I could bear your heart
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
