((Adapted from a Cara Dillon/Sam Lakeman song for Impa II for Moth of the
Shadow. May his soul ever live in her heart, and in the snow and ice of
winter.))

I will not forget all the things I haven't said yet
And so I'll wait.
Like water thrown on water, it's always hard to tell
Just where it ends.
Getting ready to be stung, there's sweetness to
Every blow.
Broken bridges, wish I could lie down,
Freedom angels come and save me now...
So I lost a fortune and found it in a glade,
Trees and branches led me straight to him.
Oh my love, our living caused us pain.
Oh the breeze, will your words call me again?
Will we learn to wait until tomorrow?
Not knowing where we'll go...
Broken bridges, selfish now it sounds,
Thirsty whispers told me to find out.
Well I tried to stay until the summer came,
Winter madness running through my veins...
Oh my love, your freedom causes us pain.
Oh the breeze, your words call me again.
We will learn to wait until the winter.
Knowing where we'll go...