Eulogizing the depth of decadance

Tell him through the winds I am here
Whisper through the breeze not to fear
Taste it by the rain what I feel when you hold me
Reach out for the winds that we share
Then you will feel I am near
Taste it by the snow, I am here where you left me

I told to the decadence...

The long way home
Is never too far
Unless you've reached the end of life
My deepest wish
Comes true when I'm with you
For in me there's a miracle growing...