From Shurandam

    - From Shurin Dam -

The sun is rising,

    the moons been burned.

We fear our love,

    won't be returned.

The die has been cast,

    so we roll on.

What wasn't there,

    can not be gone. . .

From Shurandam We Send Out Love

From Shurandam We Send Our Love . . .

The dream goes under,

    echoes of past.

She's not the first,

    but is the last.

Our head to guide us,

    where our heart leads.

Passions scream, 

    the heart scars bleeds. . .

From Shurandam We Send Out Love

From Shurandam We Send Our Love

What caused this nightmare,

    in which we stand.

Something so simple,

    as holding her hand.

In phoenix embers,

    the dream will rest.

Going this far away,

    was for the best. . .

From Shurandam We Send Out Love

From Shurandam We Send Out Love

2012.12.10 @ 0947