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Ariel:

I recall one summer's night

within the month of June.

Flowers in mahogany hair

and smell of earth in bloom.

Only such a melody

comes without a sound.

More than faintly heard by those

who know what they have found.

Now it's just a memory...

Silently we wander into

this void of consequence.

My shade will always haunt her,

but she will be my guiding light.

Silently we wander in search

of truth and confidence.

So many hopes were lost here

along the way, from morning to night.

Meet me by the wishing well

in cover of the moon.

Whisper to me tenderly

that I will see you soon.

Sing that song from long ago,

so I remember you.

Flowers in mahogany hair

and mellow days in June.

Only for the memory...

Silently we wander into

this void of consequence.

My shade will always haunt her,

but she will be my guiding light.

Silently we wander in search

of truth and confidence.

So many hopes were lost here

along the way, from morning to night.

From ashes we were born,

in silence we unite.

Silently we wander into

this void of consequence.

My shade will always haunt her,

but she will be my guiding light.

Silently we wander in search

of truth and confidence.

So many hopes were lost here

along the way, from morning to night.