I look into your eyes
Deep blue pools of light...

As she walks past him on the hill
Cutting the wheat for autumn festival...

In deep bush
In an ocean of green and brown...

Hold up stranger!
Hit the brakes a bit there...

O how I wish you knew
That it's a fall from a cliff...

Through searing cold and howling rain
Unprotected, un-nurtured, in hostile darkness...

That morning light steaming through the window
That unmistakable call...

So similar yet in worlds so far apart;
We have our knowledge, our books, our cities...

Moonlight -
Ghostly wind rustles...

All you need in times of down
In places where you stumble...

When I was five I remember seeing
The ripe red strawberry patch out my bedroom...

In twilight hour
I feel unbeknown to power...