feel the blowing breeze
feel the blowing breeze
riding with a ship of fools
where am i going
feel the blowing breeze
riding with a ship of fools
where am i going
there was a moment
locked inside another's eyes
lives pass in the night
purple among green
rosemary grows in oakland
watching honey bees
it starts just at noon
the birth of a lazy day
need to feel the sun
yellow reaches up
to catch the falling sunlight
sitting in the green
gaze deeply within
down into another's soul
lived in a moment
hard to say goodbye
released from this mortal coil
my heart breaks again
in flickering light
the gaze is easily lost
blink the moment gone
follow the layers
branches spread wide for the sun
fluttering with wind
where lights are flashing
and bodies are dancing close
alone in a crowd