Shadows on the pavement. Walking past. Going in the direction I'm coming from.
Three women in a room. Three shades of Beige and Black. It is winter in an European land.
Autumn's gone And here comes winter. Drawing closer Endlessly colder.
Getting ready for winter's coming. Final songs of reds and gold. A warm farewell before the parting, because soon there will be snow...
Homesickness is a funny thing It creep up on you at moments odd.
Standing on the brink. What lies ahead unknown. Looking at the past with questions The whys and hows, unanswered
And now it is spring at last. Children running in the grass.
The story of a night Standing cold toed on a mountainside.
Drop by drop the water wore out the stone.
Let Spring Begin