[ Featuring Sullivan Fortner ]
She was a lonely shadow
Thrown by a waning moon
Stars shone the light of a million night skies in her eyes
She was a midnight rose
Dreaming of distant meadows
Waking alone, remembering a thousand lost lives
Reveries unrelenting
Short stories never ending
Evidence of the enchantment of spirals and endless goodbyes
And endless goodbyes
He was the perfect stranger
Past every thought of danger
Beaming the light of the million bright stars from his eyes
They let the circle close
Mindful of distant meadows
Still as the stones to souls who long outgrown their past lives
Wondering at their fair age
Watching and meditating
Waging to break the enchantment of spirals and endless goodbyes
When the night was gone
Love brought the light of morning
Painting the sky's in crimson gold and hues of sunrise
Pure as a winter's first snow
Sure as the heartbeat's tempo
Wind whispering low what the trees know when leaves blow
And lives flew like the leaves
And lives flew like the leaves
Like the leaves
