Stand upon those tables, as a conqueror would his land.
Fall into the ocean, then let its shores clothe you with sand.
Listen to the wind as it whispers to you its secrets.
And know that all it tells are stories that'll leave you speechless.
Breathe in the life, the silken air, of freshly fallen rain.
Eyes alight and smiles aglow, free from last nights pain.
Cuz vivid memories, ah its true, hide mostly in the dark.
So torch a flame and burn the gloom, it only takes a spark...
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
Stand upon those tables, as a conqueror would his land.
Fall into the ocean, then let its shores clothe you with sand.
Listen to the wind as it whispers to you its secrets.
And know that all it tells are stories that'll leave you speechless.
Breathe in the life, the silken air, of freshly fallen rain.
Eyes alight and smiles aglow, free from last nights pain.
Cuz vivid memories, ah its true, hide mostly in the dark.
So torch a flame and burn the gloom, it only takes a spark...
Savour the small pleasures in life. Live in the moment. Be a rebel.
