~ ~ Words played from the grave ~ ~
So many years have passed and still I cry...
Clear skies and a horizon that was blue as the...
In that hill The wind blew and blew in spite of...
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~ Rainbow dreaming...
In an overwhelming darkness,
I find myself to be searching...
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The old sea dog lectures...
Many people see only the dreams
But they have no thoughtful streams...
While these tears are falling
The year is now fading...
All we build are mere shadow
All we mold are mere dust...
For a thousand years,
the birth of the King of kings is celebrated...
Every time I wake
and make it through the day...
I know this day too will pass
As he reaches for my hand...
Let me be myself,
Wild and unattached...