[479x480]
думаю,найти тексты песен будет не проблема, если вам надо. если что,конечно, можете подать знак - всё найдём =) выложу пока только тексты трёх песен,не вошедших в альбом.

Empress of this glorious feeling
Your palace above me
i journey to give me
until you found power
i thought we were always us
us forever this fire forever.
i journey through forest and concrete
i never stop never sleep without you far
sweet fire coming through
i didnt feel you slip away into the night
to hunt the crown and the glory
put i saw it all
how could i have let you slip right from these arms that hunt for you?
how could i have let you slip right from me into that dark lagoon?
my empress my empress
im coming down for you


Sometimes in the evening ii find a green spot in this town
And i hide myself thinking of those circling skies
it takes me back to another time of duffel coats
And drawing lines in the late september evening sand
the pumpkin soup on the table as warm as the evening sun
A glow from the future a sorrow yet to be undone
Autumns brown sturdy fingers are embedding bouquets up and down your spine
Embrace the moment for everything changes and all this will too
today you debut your birthday bike on the hill
its so beautiful but things are gonna change
the pumpkin soup on the table the late september sun
A glow from the future a sorrow yet to be passed on
the circling sky of seagulls the late september sun
A glow from the future a sorrow yet to be undone
undone

pedal home pedal home your mother is baking your favourite apples this evening
theres soup on the table but dont let go cold no no no
As you push your bike up the garden path you turn to the ocean
You watch as autumn takes its last breath of summer.
the pumpkin soup on the table the late september sun
just dream of a future and then the sorrow is undone

Last winter you came home
From an island of fire and stone
With fire to relight the life you lost
And stones to weigh out the heavy cost
And the damage

You put my hand to your heart
And ran right hrough your history
The souvenirs and lost luggage
The shipwrecks and the mysteries

And with your warm chest against my back
Whispered words and this growing crack
My sweet companion, you knew my name
You lit a candle and a moth came through the window

I put your hand to my heart
And ran right through my history
The souvenirs and lost luggage
The shipwrecks and the mysteries

"Your lips speak a joy
But your eyes tell a sorrow"

How dare you say that to me?
You don't know and you will never know.

I keep these moments as souvenirs
You read my story
Cover to cover
Ear to ear


да, и ещё:
по поводу фотоальбома. дорогие ПЧ,стоит ли его вообще делать? у меня есть два варианта: или выкладывать в нём фото самого Патрика,разделяя альбомы по временам Лонг-плеев,или же выкладывать в фотоальбом наши фотографии (ну,наверное, с какой-то Патриковульфовской атрибутикой,м? типа,инициалами нашего гения на тетрадке с конспектами).
можно ещё,кстати,фото выкладывать просто в сообществе,уберая часть подкат,и сделать разделы. вот. хотелось бы услышать ваши мыслишки.