An unspoken witness never
reached the eyes of the day
Yet the moon was the one to hear
How she prayed forgiveness
for each shattered little
word she made to weep
Why these woods still echo,
how the whispering tangles on
When the moon was the only one here
How I pray to loose my burden
in this place where
I love you dead
And you are the air,
the cold beneath this whispering wind,
carried within
You are the air, the warmth
in sorrow I took in when I could
feel the end
The air...
the air I breath was gift from you.
reached the eyes of the day
Yet the moon was the one to hear
How she prayed forgiveness
for each shattered little
word she made to weep
Why these woods still echo,
how the whispering tangles on
When the moon was the only one here
How I pray to loose my burden
in this place where
I love you dead
And you are the air,
the cold beneath this whispering wind,
carried within
You are the air, the warmth
in sorrow I took in when I could
feel the end
The air...
the air I breath was gift from you.