The waves choose where I go.
The shore is still out of sight.
The ship never halts.
So I move — as I must.
The journeys- long forsaken, The Dreams- Deep seated, The Discussions- interrupted. Lets Bein Again!
The waves choose where I go.
The shore is still out of sight.
The ship never halts.
So I move — as I must.
As if it never rained,
As if autumn never swayed