2001-07-07 - 9:04 p.m.
I like to sit under the tree Watch as the wind blow by the leaves The sky is clear as far as you can see Perhaps it's time to drink some tea Warm is the incoming ocean breeze Well beyond the sway of the lonely weeds My mind is immersed, I beg you please Save me from drowning in the sea Wake me up beside the open beach You alone on the stretch with me Wondering if we should ever flee Wandering in the distant dreams |