Fallen Castles

Anticipation

Dreams that don't come true..

Memoirs Of A Muse

I'll dream again tonight, of my beautiful charming Prince. I created him, being desperately lonely and healing my own wounded heart.

From One Side Only

I built a most colossal bridge It spanned the ocean blue Thousands of miles it reached To touch a dream so true. Paved it was, with my full heart The soul's threads of suspension

WHO AM I?

I CAN HEAR YOU... YOUR VOICE YOUR NEED TO FIND ME IT CALLS MY NAME, WHO AM I? AM I THE WEAVER OF THE GOLDEN THREADS, THAT BIND THE RICH TAPESTRY OF YOUR SOULS DESIRE