1. Time

From the recording Time

Inspired by the story of Arwen in Tolkien's "The Tale of Aragorn and Arwen" within one of the appendices of the "Lord of the Rings".

"...But Arwen went forth from the House, and the light of her eyes was quenched, and it seemed to her people that she had become cold and grey as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Then she said farewell to Eldarion, and to her daughters, and to all whom she had loved; and she went out from the city of Minas Tirith and passed away to the land of Lórien, and dwelt there alone under the fading trees until winter came. Galadriel had passed away and Celeborn also was gone, and the land was silent.

There at last when the mallorn-leaves were falling, but spring had not yet come, she laid herself to rest upon Cerin Amroth; and there is her green grave, until the world is changed, and all the days of her life are utterly forgotten by men that come after, and elanor and niphredil bloom no more east of the Sea.

Here ends this tale, as it has come to us from the South; and with the passing of Evenstar no more is said in this book of the days of old"


There is a feeling deep inside
Ancient and wise
Like grasping water
Waking the dream that I can hear
The song of you and we are here
Without time

Time infinite time
You found me
A touch frail with beauty’s desire

Winged was the night that we shared
Stars blossoming
Breath softening
Sighs rippling shades of our being

I laid down my spring for the promise of autumn
The hills of your body, they lay like the shadows
Of time, of time

Time, how do you keep
The bruising of the rose
The pressing of our skin
Towers, faltering within
I stepped into the dance
Releasing the ecstasy of life
Spinning through the years
I’m ravaged, I want you here

I lay on the boundary between us and listened
For the roots of your presence, the veins of our meaning
For time
Oh, for time

I laid down my spring for the promise of autumn
The hills of my longing, they lay like the shadows
Of time

Weary the world passes by
Grey are the havens
Of the mind