…the meadow of life, my acre of Heaven A five-year-old winter heart in a place called home Sailing the waves of past Meadows of Heaven Rocking chair without a dreamer A wood and a spring without laughter? Sandbox without…

…All our times have come Here, but now they're gone The seasons don't fear the Reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain And we can be like they are Come on, baby... Don't fear the Reaper Baby, take my hand... Don't…

…, but close. They beat people every kind of lifes, you life like a juvenniles all your lifes, you have come from estonia to work, dupplo headed horse, they say, two or more lifes. You all have a severeal lifes, five…

…Once there was a boy back in time of the heathens Day after day he just kept dreaming things that would make him weaker His father could not make him see, that there is more than dreams But he wouldn't listen to the…

…heart And drag me into sunlight (So awake) For your greed As you're slaying the dreamer Swansong, for the Wish of Night God it hurts, give a name to the pain Our primrose path to hell is growing weed (Put a stake) Through…