God whispering in a seashell Beside the wishing well Beneath the skies Where seagulls dwell The forces of nature
Hawks say no Jones in I don’t want x wife Lost love Fading into
Broader concepts of the new day Half risen sun on the horizon Bright is the bay Beneath the glowing stratosphere Clarity, warmth
Veiled dark skies Sullen damp forests’ Foggy breath sans sunlight
Waves crashing along the seaside Beneath the diamond lit night Dreams and fantasies In the slipstream Fading out of sight
Snowed in Natures house arrest Warm cider Picture perfect Kind of day
Rain is falling down Thunders crashing all around Nevertheless Don’t stress Turn the lights down low
In the morning Across the land far and wide Shines the great god in the skies His wrath in distant storm clouds Rumbles and flashes
When im sad and lonely Feeling blue I think of all The things that you do Your love warms my heart
Feathers in the breeze On the sea scene The sea’s scene By boardwalk painters seized The sailors dream
Growing tired As the sun dips into the sea Growing tired Autumn leaves Falling from the trees
The river has run dry No fruit upon the vine Creatures abounding in the heat, caves and valleys discreet Nothing left to do
Rock star dreams Reality tv Magic limelight silvery screens red carpets
The moon glows Upon my mind Alone is the pain of yesterday —I let her go The twilights glow
My rusty convertible In her daze gleamed of a scorchiin… Whilst by the rain she suffered Her oily paint slowly she shed Now she lies within the gates
