Monday, March 20, 2017

the hill i walk alone

On the hill I walk alone
In the night of stars and wind
The dancing light smile to me
The thousand pieces go to waste

The shadows I see
In my mind I count along
On the foothill I climb
The thousand cries and I hear

The mating season by the fire
The insects will dance to the night
Nothing will stop it from happening
I hear the wind roaring and branches wave

On the hill I walk alone
The shadows will follow me
The tall and short and of it
In the night I know

The thousand cries I hear
I can't do a thing but walk on
The wind keep roaring with its melody
The insects dance in the world of their own

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