The Saint Symphonic Streets

Where are we now ?

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Stones



I'll stay away from words that make you cry
I'll do my best and try

You say the best of reasons don't apply
Then stop and ask me why

If you feel the cold has crept beneath your skin
Without a friend without a next of kin

If Empty Streets are now your home
Condemning you to stay alone
And if you sleep on beds of stone
Chilled to
The bone

They say that politicians always try
While the world is standing by
They'll look away but never can deny
They'll do their best to lie

If you feel the cold has crept beneath your skin
Without a friend without a next of kin

If Empty Streets are now your home
Condemning you to stay alone
And if you sleep on beds of stone
Chilled to
The bone

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Clay











Let go the Sunlight
Let go the Moonlight
Let go the Starlight

Just Breathe

Some new horizons
The tide is turning
A new Beginning

Just Breathe

Forever on the window sill
We always were
And we are still

Our hopes and dreams
Are made or clay
They soften and harden
For a brand new day