Cold chill in the air
Dust devils in the distance
The far off cliffs bathed in smoke
Vision blocked, stinging sand
Maelstrom, searing winds
Choking, gasping, swallowing earth
Feeling for shelter, bloodied feet
Falling, only darkness
Bones ache, skin cracks
Shelter at last
Though the winds still howl, bodies rest
Wow this album has been in my collection for a while and Im just getting around to giving it a proper listen. This is really good, can’t believe that I passed over this for so long. Bret
When times getting rough, and life feels like crawling through a forest of barbed wire, there is this album that cheers me up. Thanks for backing me. misty_shade_of_endless_winter (Falk)