Autumn
this sun-kissed air, o' so warm
these flowers with so dark a hue
what's filling up this world with magic
is it the autumn or is it you...
this gush of spirits in the veins
this pearlish glow in every dew
these daisies scattered everywhere
it's not the autumn, I know it's you...

Me and My Rainshadow

And where I end the wind begins,
the me you know is just my rainshadow...

Belly of the sky has split the gates of rain open
yet I linger with by finger on the beach
and the black wind blows for me alone
and this moment is a stone
so its sinking out of reach

I pull the chain to drain
the color from the sun when day is done
and ride beside the evening
with my arms around the moon
I hear the lonely laundry hiss
and listing letters on the line
the words I am someone

And where I end the wind begins,
the me you know is just my rainshadow...