All of the concerns, concerning you
Drift away when floating on a Blue Lagoon
The sun illuminates the clouds as natures lamp shade,
The horizon reflects itself over an unbounded axis.

There exists something within ignorance,
Forgetting if the sun is setting, or rising
Finally understanding that the charade may prove something surprising
When you realize the ripples will never be arriving.

Too often we look toward the future.
The future seems like a stranger, one that remains too far.
When time doesn't get the slightest glance,
For us to realize where we are...