Yearning

Through time, what
darkness was I guess time.
The Cold is something magic,
echoes in the rocks, and the forest nightly brawl.

Verses from the song writing,
they will hide in the piano.
Maybe someone will sometimes find my text,
and makes them the melody.

Hi friend, my side wherever you go?
I just missed you.

Empty heart is love
never, no echo of emptiness
even in my head. It pushes life
new tune. Not around my heart
may bark to build, it is too warm.
There is a feeling inside me like lava,
I always feel the heat of love.
Where to go, where to go,
I feel a longing for another human being.

December, the darkness therein
calls me, I go to the vertical
somewhere longing for
the arch under the bridge I stayed.