Where are all the joys of yesterday? Where, now, is the happiness and laughter that we shared? Gone, like our childhood dreams, aspirations and beliefs; Time is a thief, and he ravages our gardens,...
Here at the glass - all the usual problems, all the habitual farce. You ask, in uncertain voice, what you should do, as if there were a choice but to carry on miming the song and hope that it all...
Just one crazy moment while the dice are cast, he looks into the future and remembers what is past, wonders what he's doing on this battlefield, shrugs to his shadow, impatient, too proud yet to...
Sometimes it's very scary here, sometimes it's very sad, Sometimes I think I'll disappear; betimes I think I have. There's a line snaking down my mirror, Splintered glass distorts my face And though...
Stub towers in the distance, riders cross the blasted moor against the horizon. Fickle promises of treaty, fatal harbingers of war, futile orisons swirl as one in this flight, this mad chase, this...
At night, this mindless army, ranks unbroken by dissent, is moved into action and their pace does not relent. In step, with great precision, these dancers of the night advance against the darkness -...