maybe you will know our story

like the lovers who smile at days gone by

when you where lost and i so distant

they must have seen it in our eyes

when lovers they drank to days gone by

you where so lost and I so distant

they must have seen it in our eyes

maybe one day they will know the story

underneath

leave this .

i wondered if anybody else had been touched by the ghostly chill hanging in the air whilst venturing through voodoo woods .

I asked myself how many times we had made this journey and for how long our aching limbs would allow us to continue to