us(A.Melleby, April 27. 2014)
the evening chills
could never hide
the curse that rang out in the night
voiced by the screams that followed
there is no telling
where this could end
piece it all together
and you´ll find me there
as the glue that binds it all together
creating the picture
that made you fond
of the echoe
followed by my shadow
there`s a story
of epic proportion
in the making
a message roaming through
silencing the storm
darkening the light
unveiling the unknown
for all of us to see
showing us all
what it`s like
to be free
next time we meet
squeese me a little harder
touch me a little softer
let the beginning of time
start all over again
for us and only us
as we´re leaving the rest behind
there`s a story
of epic proportion
in the making
a message roaming through
silencing the storm
darkening the light
unveiling the unknown
for all of us to see
showing us all
what it`s like
to be free
