The rawness of old love, of that spirit love, given surely, through the senses - ours is not a trivial mortal affection.
Clean Slate
Spend time on the good and keep going past those old hurts. I want to be in peace with a clean slate.
Fall And Rise
Listen carefully, the fall and rise struggling to be heard. This song was familiar, full of loneliness an old ballad imprisoned in his ghost.
Old Maid
I hear mother warn me I would be an old maid. Well, perhaps my need of solitude is all I look for in this life.
An Old Friend
It is such a notion, that light might be an old friend to me.
In Old Age
I say truly as I draw closer to the end my heart is better in old age.