Hunting

ginger spirit stalks lothian fields

instinctive frequency banding

weary guilt weighed hunted standstill

fitful reluctant understanding

Old Friends

Silver circle on the wall

I want the secrets of your soul
Dare to hope that you still share
Those memories, more memories

Silver circle on the wall
A chance to touch but not to hold
See and show that you're still there
Those memories, more memories

Much outside and more within
The foolish path, the decent thing
Too much to lose, or so we thought
Could we have known they'd still be hurt?