Voices heard in fields of green
Their joy their calm and luxury
Are lost within the wanderings of my mind

I'm cutting branches from the trees
Shaped by years of memories
To exorcise their ghosts from inside of me

The sound of waves in a pool of water
I'm drowning in my nostalgia

Losowe piosenki:
You've Got To Hide Your Love Away
When I Get Thru With You
Shadows Of The Night
Born At The Right Time
Dors
Mitad Y Mitad