For all you Glass Prism fans. =D \"To\" from their album, \"Poe Through the Glass Prism\".
Download a wma format of this song for free at the Glass Prism's official site here http://www.glassprismband.com/songs . :)
The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see
The wantonest singing birds,
Are lips- and all thy melody
Of lip-begotten words-
Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined,
Then desolately fall,
O God! on my funereal mind
Like starlight on a pall-
Thy heart- thy heart!- I wake and sigh,
And sleep to dream till day
Of the truth that gold can never buy-
Of the baubles that it may.
- Edgar Allen Poe
