Like winter trees that dance with the wind bare its leaves
The rain is like an old love song. It’s been with me many times before, to call me to sleep
Drifting off into the whisper of t… While watching seagulls playing at… Floating on sea spray With wings of laughter Quiet sundown
You will not remember that day, that feeling of morning when we were held one to the other my laughter
At night I’d sit at my window and watch sidewalk strangers passing in the illumination of moon and streetlight
Religion makes devils of us all. Pain puts things into perspective. “In the beginning...” we asked our… “Who we are, where we are and why… and we invented gods.
As I sit and watch the moonlight vibrate on the horizon tossed from wave to wave a tear drops down my cheek.
If the sands of time that I have spent in tears were poured on me I would be crushed in a single moment.
I have searched and searched for someone... I’d buy roses just like my father bought my mother
A sight this winter beach all white and desolate. I guess even the sea
I wish you were like the shells I’ve collected through the years. I know they can’t wash away anymore
Children swing north to south on grey rusted chains - red to them. Seasons move,
I have not seen of gods only men lying on their backs in the dust and children
Riding to the water’s edge that da… Her and I on horses she’d ridden many times before.
At times I may speak too much of the sea. That is where my last lover came from,