this isn't happiness

This city is haunted...

she looks good, but you look better

you wont live us out

R.I.P
you were more then the winds whistling summer breeze
i love you and i miss you more than anything shivers.

sowing season

come home to bed

you're true

Where are you now I can hear footsteps I'm dreaming

if you go

Cause I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter, since I met you
Honey you should know, that I could never go on without you

the queen is dead