Texte mit dem Schlagwort Mountain

Six feet deep The place where all ends For rebirth When the life descends Just one seed And the roots will spread Through the soil Virtues life ahead But mankind harvests only tares Withered fruits are what we all are I’m a fragment of these...

Rivers running up the hill Pain running down my shoulder The old man becomes younger And I'm becoming older On top where I am standing I have found a lonesome tree That knows countless ancient tales And is forsaken like me Reality shown in...