Natures Secrets (29 JUL 1994)
Sitting here alone
A breeze washes over me
Sending shivers down my spine
The night speaks
It talks to me in whispers
And tells me stories of days long past
The trees sway
To the soft music of the moon
As it gives off a pale foggy light
The water rushes
Longing to tell the secrets
That are hidden beneath the waves
A world unexplored
Places long forgotten
Music never heard
Feelings never felt
Sitting here alone
A breeze washes over me
Sending shivers down my spine
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