Sail on silver wings. through this storm. what fortune love may bring. back to my arms again. the love of a former golden age.. I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.. For now that wheels are turning. I find my faith deserting me.... This night is filledwith cries of. dispossessed children in search of Paradise.. A sign of unresolve that. envisioned drives the pinwheel on-and-on.. I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.. When memory bears witness to. the innocence consumed in dying rage!. The way lies through our love;. there can be no other means to the end. or keys to my heart.... You will never find. You will never find!