Humbled
Music: Plamen Sivov Lyrics: Diana Stefanova Think of me, watching the hour of violet crumble downward on leaves, sad that none touched the curve of the sky. Eyelids surrender your features to indigo, humbled,...
Етикети: acoustic guitar
Apples of Silver and Gold
Night comes around in her radiant dress. See the man with the golden apples, she says. He stole them from me and he ran away, cities burning behind him, bright as the day. Prophecies...
Step out
I would like to step out of my heart, climb the silences filling the sky to the home of the glittering star, standing tall like a city of white. Watching softly my heart as...
Sweetest Things
The sweetest things are painfully alert, examined by the likelihood of losing: Is living worth the risk of getting hurt? Or loving worth the consequence of choosing? Uncertainty gives in to hope instead, to...
