Now it's not just my lip you'll be needing to kiss if you're wishing to make amends with me, Irish.
The Immortal HighlanderI closed my eyes during a flute solo, wishing I could wrap the silvery sound around me like armor.
IncarnateI wished, more than anything, to forget. But what I had, more than anything, was time to remember.
Remastering JernaShe wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy.
Sisterhood EverlastingI’ve come to accept the voices in my head… I just wish they didn’t spit when they talk.
Storm Clouds Gathering