The sea awoke in this sad melody
A sea of tears flowing from sky to river bed
As the currents flow fast therefore shallow
Yet is silence the symbol of a deep past?
Worry not tis is only the beginning
For now may our travels begin
Be it like water, river, sea or ocean
Our goal is to become clouds to float again.
Now we are clouds floating in the horizon
Our laughters fill the air
But our white forms now turn darker
And I fear or time together is coming to an end
As our hands are yanked by fate
Forcefully driven to let go
Always remember that the time we’ve spent together
Ends not now but continues soon but not tomorrow
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
The sea awoke in this sad melody
A sea of tears flowing from sky to river bed
As the currents flow fast therefore shallow
Yet is silence the symbol of a deep past?
Worry not tis is only the beginning
For now may our travels begin
Be it like water, river, sea or ocean
Our goal is to become clouds to float again.
Now we are clouds floating in the horizon
Our laughters fill the air
But our white forms now turn darker
And I fear or time together is coming to an end
As our hands are yanked by fate
Forcefully driven to let go
Always remember that the time we’ve spent together
Ends not now but continues soon but not tomorrow
