Hello! I call out,
As I walk on the cold
wet grass,
With bare feet I walk around,
Not scared if I hear a sound,
I turn around,
My eyes in search of something,
Something I'd like to find,
Here and there I sneak around,
in hope of something divine,
No! Something which can catch
my heart,
not that caught my eyes,
Red,blue,yellow or violet,
Maybe white, or black
like an eye of a pirate,
Across the land,
On a beautiful chariot,
my mind goes round
A girl name Hariot,
who's she,
I don't know well,
But I think I've found the smell,
sweet yet cold,
yes it's the ground,
The old ground on which I lay awake,
yet again as the day shoves in,
through the night in an ancient ship,
Yes,no,yes,no,
please don't let it go,
The moon's no longer beaming,
Yes I hear sceaming,
Well,
I've just been dreaming..