Shades - Árstíðir

In a forest without any trees

Where feelings and memories

Superimoposed by an image of you

Are caught on the morning dew

Swim in a lake at the first light of day

Where children and swans go to play

Right in the wake of your perfect body

And sing of unity

An English garden where willows grow tall

Their shadows caught on a wall

The sound of weeping so soft in the breeze

A buzzle of falling leaves

A night has many shades

It can last for many days

And hurt in many ways

Like the force of a rising tide

When the moon floats by