Links of Memory
(acoustic guitar/lilting old-ballad feel)

Remember when green grass was good to lie in
Among its tall blades we played

And remember how we ran through the fields and the woods
Oh how I wish we had stayed

For young we were and our hearts they were free
And the wind was our dearest friend

And we laughed and we sang through the smiling day
And hoped it would never end

But the years they passed flying and now we are chained
With the ways of the older world

No more do we run through the flowered fields
Where blooms opened and autumn leaves curled

How good it would feel how sweet it would be
To build castles in the sky

But the days like a bandit snatch time from tired hands
Leaving no time in which to fly

Remember when green grass was good to lie in
Among its tall blades we played

And remember how we ran through the fields and the woods
Oh how I wish we had stayed
Oh how I wish we had stayed

© Spectrumchaser

Lighthouse by

In the time beyond time
In the space between places
I will ever be your beacon
The voice that calls you home

I can hear your voice echo
your heart full of worry
but I'm right here waiting
And calling you home

My love, can you see me
a light in the darkness?
I'm shining for you, dear
Just come safely home

I see your ship rolling
Coming into the harbor
The waves, they look hungry
but you've almost reached home

In the time beyond time
In the space between places
I will ever be your beacon
The voice that calls you home



The Waiting by

Upon the golden shore of shards of dreams,
Where the bluest of seas meets the world
And a lighthouse of the purest marble stands,
Watching and looking upon those lost to guide them home,
She waits for one such voyager—
A wayfarer long gone and yet just as close as ever,
Never ceasing to follow the pale, faint light
That one day he knows shall lead him
To his beloved.