• Hidden is whimsy
    A dream was denied
    Apparent is hatred
    To swallow your pride,

    Musical laughter
    A death knell to toll
    Silence is broken
    While taking your soul,

    Five steps to nowhere
    I'll find you again
    Tomorrow's tomorrow
    I'll remember you then,

    But now I shall listen
    Until the bell rings
    And whisper your sorrows
    'Cause you give me wings.