2006 June:

2005 December:

2005 September:

2005 August:

somehow you showed me there was sunshine in my skin.
now even when it rains i can find that warmth within.
fair lady, i want to go now, to the land from wence you came, to find your name, to find your name.
trickling underneath my skin, the light within',
fair child be warned there is no sin,
feel the music of the silence, the trees know where youve been, there is no sin.