Empty Spaces by Gea Wildwood

I dream of that place
where Nature still rules.
Empty spaces
filled by the pure essence of life.

I just long for silence
to hear the songs of the wind.
All I need is the scent
of wild herbs and wet earth.

Drops of dew spread on the morning fields.
Frail diamonds kissed by the sun.
Each drop holds tears and smiles within.
They keep shining through the dark.

I dream of that palace
where the heart still rules.
Empty spaces
filled by the pure essence of life.

I just long for silence -
this world screams too loud.
All I need is a thread
to walk in balance through its storms.

Drops of dew spread on the morning fields.
Frail diamonds kissed by the sun.
Each drop holds tears and smiles within.
They keep shining through the dark.

• Folk
• acoustic
• celtic folk
• fantasy music
• neofolk
• Italy