She put on her shoes
And she closed the door
He strikes out in the dark falling
And the lamplight on her skin
Her pale eyes watching him
Watching him fall
He dreams that he walks
Down a street where rain falls
And jackdaws settle on the chapel roof
With the sound of stones
And the sea voice breathing
Her face turns through the night to him
From the wind dried room within
The city walls crumbling.
Oh my floating man
Reach out your hand
My floating man
And in a room where the moon is falling down
Across the sheets he sees her lying
And he wants to hold this love that burns
And let it go and watch it dying
The candle gutters dim
Her pale eyes watching him
Watching him
Float float away
My floating man please stay
Stretch out your hand my floating man.
Loreena McKennitt or Enya? Arkenstone or Gandalf? Karunesh or Aeoliah? Reiki or Spa? Enigma or ERA? Yanni or Suzanne Ciani? Insense or Pink Bubbles? Forest Tree hugging or holy waters bathing
Skelbiu atsisaukima musica lankanciams uzsienieciams.
Sunreturners! Have a happy sun return and longer days, shorter nights, Winter solstice. Your favorite new age disk picks or activities? Alan Parsons Project or Mike Oldfield? Vangelis or Jarre?
Su Ziemos Saulegriza! (Dienos ima ilgeti ir pro debesus prasisviecia sauluuce). Taip pat sveikinu patekus i Naujaji Amziu. New Age, sakysit as isprotejes. Bet as labai pakankamai ishshprotejes. Tad dziaukites nauju amziu ir jauskites kad viskas bus kitaip