in obscure hours
the sky has melted away
fingertips touch above treetops
hearts sprout feathers to fly
unfettered
| a DLD selection a few months back |

When It Comes To My TimeWhen it comes to my timeWhen It Comes To My Time by ~bd5000
I will lie on a hill
cry all my tears
and sing of you still
For the song is unbroken
it carries my will
so I will lie on the grass
and sing of you still

Girl From The MountainsShe has bright eyesGirl From The Mountains by ~bd5000
The girl from the mountains
She sees me true
She does not lie
The Girl
From the mountains
She sings bright songs
The girl from the mountains
She sings them true
They do not lie
The Girl
From the mountains
She brings bright truth
The girl from the mountains
She keeps me true
We do not lie
The Girl
Came down the Mountain