Silence in the morn.
A white silent morn.
A world frozen, watching
as the mist moves by.
Quite march
over, around.
Within are hidden houses and trees.
Dancing, dodging as the wind stirs.
Rushing nowhere.
Silence in the morn.
A white silent morn.
A world frozen, watching
as the mist moves by.
Quite march
over, around.
Within are hidden houses and trees.
Dancing, dodging as the wind stirs.
Rushing nowhere.