Jun 2017
Though storms may come let songs remain
Despite the cites firm embrace
Take photographs to pass the time
As I do wait and part the glass which separates
The scraping skies and flying wings
Both above and below the shallow sea
Let us walk beside the crashing waves
Just you and I, to smell the air and sense the breeze
That we might once again be free
Despite the cites firm embrace
Take photographs to pass the time
As I do wait and part the glass which separates
The scraping skies and flying wings
Both above and below the shallow sea
Let us walk beside the crashing waves
Just you and I, to smell the air and sense the breeze
That we might once again be free
This verse was burred. Deep in a place I used to write in. Amazingly...I wrote this in passing and without much thinking. Describing a few gray images of a storm and it's city. Looking back on it...it's probably one of my most favorite pieces now. (:
Written 12/07/15
Written 12/07/15
