13 September 2012
Dreams, They never die But grow cold In the hushed midnight Don't let go Of your heart Keep the color swirls in your head, Your works of art.
Stars, Oh, I see them in your eyes On the morning skies Of the new year The echo Of my call As I say your name it resounds Down the hall.
Shades overhead In the airways up high When, you rest your head Do you see the lovely swirls Of blue and red?
Blue And Red • Opuss № I