the_fog_of_my_mourning Symphonic Is still here hiding the road before me, taking care to reveal only a single tree, lifting me eyes to the ravens perch, staring at me, on the branch of birch. I stared at it's slightly tilted head, waiting for the stone to become dead. Taking these poor lines as rust, travelling back along the winds gust. 040830 ... mourninglight in the fog of the morning that stone stumbled across the clouded road and was hit by an oncoming car fatal_tragedy 040831 ... mourninglight in the fog of this morning.. I can still smell the smoke and it feels like I'm breathing it in.. again my air is muggy.. 040904 ... mourninglight and the tension grows as the mist melts away ..to reveal.. 040911 ... symphonic the drifter is defeated in the sudden cessation of movement... 040912 ... Deomis This thick cloud before my eyes Makes me stumble through the dark And you aren't here to hold_my_hand I just keep falling In this thick swirling fog Through the black veil of mourning I can't focus on what is But only recall what was And the clouds have come down Because I cannot fly Covering all of my emotions In the fog of my mourning 040913 what's it to you? who go blather from