The Weeper — Throes of Dawn

Silence is born from sorrow eternal seem the ages now since we grew in the garden of longing

Wind sang of loneliness

Touched, my soul was from the winds weeping a forlorn melody so grievous and touching

Wind sang of loneliness

I was the weeper in the garden of wonder longing to be by your side Tears that made me stronger hastened your withering the stars were closing their eyes as you were cold and I was breathing

Wind sang of my loneliness