I often hear war winds calling my name,
My heart beating in rain,
Stopping by the woods to wonder,
Am I insane?
I stumble on tiny pebbles,
Every step makes me tremble,
Spring is not the same
Fear shuts down my brain.
The moon has caught my breath,
I am caught in Barney crest,
To you it might seem a jest.
I feel the rain sparkling my flame,
Coldness spreading to my veins,
Learning to heal past pains.
Stars and daybreak watch in stark silence,
My peace seems to have broken in violence,
Sadness has left me alone,
In a world I thought I had known.