Autumnblaze The Nature Of
Music is drifting
On invisable roads
Music is shelter
When your walls are grey again
[Chorus:]
Say, what do you feel when you listen to
a floating wave of moments
Say, what do you hear when you're alone
and the party is over
Music is naked
While you sing
Music is a cure
For a futile conversation
[Eldron, 4.10.2001]
