My December

This is my December, this is my time of the year. This is my December, this is me alone, this is me pretending this is all I need. Just wish that I didn’t feel like there was something I missed. And I’d take back all the things I said to make you feel like that. And I’d give it all away just to have somewhere to go to… give it all away, to have someone to come home to…

Year after year.

Run, Wolf Warrior, Run

Run, wolf warrior, to ends eternal
Through the wreckage of the death of the day
Scent of silence under starlight spinning
A captured beast within a human skin

Are you searching for long lost landscapes
Lit by flowers and crystal cascades?
Where the lamb lies down with the lion
Where the wolf is one with the wild

Run, wolf warrior, through kingdoms’ chaos
Senseless cities and ghost towns towering
Howl, o’ hunter, though few know you’re crying
Face upturned into that midnight moon

Are you hunting for mystic mountains
Where the air is like liquid laughter?
Where the beasts inherit the earth
Where the last again will be first

Run, wolf warrior, to hide your hunger
The rain will wash away the pains of the day
In your eyes there are cold fires burning
Tongues of flame that can never be tamed

Are you running from Man’s delusion
Majestic madness and your exclusion
To where the lamb lies down with the lion?

Are you running down ancient pathways
Through this dark and deserted land
To where man is once more a child?

Are you running to freedom’s fortress
By the side of wide open seas
Where the wolf is one with the wild?

Run, run, run…

Run, run, run, run, run, run on, run on through the rain…

It might sound stupid, but you’ll actually never know why I start crying when I hear this song. Facing the moon aswell. And I wish I was kidding.

Dancing on a Rope

This is french. If you don’t get it, either use a translator or get lost =P

Je déambule sur la corde de mes peurs
Lentement j’avance à tatons, toujours plus loin
Je regarde dans l’abîme de mon âme
Mais il n’y a pas de retour

Un pas en avant, deux pas en arrière
La danse sur la corde
La recherche du bonheur
Un pas en avant, pas en arrière
Insensé, sans but
La recherche du bonheur

Je danse sur la corde de mes rêves
Je suis très légère, la musique s’élève
Tu m’invite à danser
Je me sens si libre, la chanson s’élève
Tu me donnes la main
Et la danse commence

Un pas en avant, deux pas en arrière
La danse sur la corde
La recherche du bonheur
Un pas en avant, pas en arrière
Insensé, sans but
La recherche du bonheur

Je déambule sur la corde de mes peurs
Lentement j’avance à tatons, toujours plus loin
Je regarde dans l’abîme de mon âme
Mais il n’y a pas de retour

Je perds l’équilibre, je tombe
Mais rien ne peut m’arriver, car tu es là
Nous glissons comme les feuilles dans le vent
Tu me tiens, tu es près de moi
Nous glissons sur les nuages, portés par le vent
La pluie s’abat sur ma peau
Et notre chanson expire