Somewhere along a shallow coastline, stood my sandy feet listening to wind chimes
I’d stare the ruthless wind right in the face
As it takes the shape of water and drifts away
Over the distance of a sea of blue, waves would howl at the moon for you
The sun still sets with a thousand colours, an artists sky made of wonders
The rain still falls with the beat of a drum, and every drop is my heart calling for one
The grasses sway with the dancing wind, to music written on the cracks of your skin
Summer comes wandering in, in the shape of a nomad searching for bliss
I watch the changes of your time, singing songs and embracing the climb
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 1:23 AM UTC
Somewhere along a shallow coastline, stood my sandy feet listening to wind chimes
I’d stare the ruthless wind right in the face
As it takes the shape of water and drifts away
Over the distance of a sea of blue, waves would howl at the moon for you
The sun still sets with a thousand colours, an artists sky made of wonders
The rain still falls with the beat of a drum, and every drop is my heart calling for one
The grasses sway with the dancing wind, to music written on the cracks of your skin
Summer comes wandering in, in the shape of a nomad searching for bliss
I watch the changes of your time, singing songs and embracing the climb