The world, how it hangs there in space in its beauty, and how glorious it looks in its majesty of spectacular blue, oh, the world, how glorious it is, how magnificent it is to me and you, oh, the Earth, the Earth so blue, so, far from the moon with no one of its seniority…
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The wind
The wind, it whips through me as cold as ice, and as cold as the sea, and the wind it travels so viciously, seeking destruction, and urging on the raging sea, and the wind, it tries to knock me off my feet, as I stand upon the hill between the trees, but the wind it…
The wind blows
If ever, what a great thing it would be, if never, what a shame it would be, and whenever and wherever the wind blows, how I wish I were so free to follow it wherever it goes, and how I wish I could float so freely, and so easily with no worries and with no…
The wind #2
The wind it whistles, the wind it howls, for it is in a foul mood, and it rages all around, yes, the wind it whistles, and the wind it howls, it whips down streets, and it whistles through cities and towns, yes, the wind it whistles and the wind it howls, the wind it knocks…
The way
The way, well, there is no way, no painless way to say, no painless way to inform someone, that their loved one has passed away, there is no way except in a painful way, no way except with a heavy heart, a heavy heart, that carries inside it all the grey, all the grey clouds…
The veracity of you
The veracity of you. Sad you. Blue you. Unhappy you. Fierce, raging, crazy you, mad you. Up and down you, happy and frowning you, a joker and a clown you. Jokes all around with you, and sadness and tears, and discombobulation, intimidation, aggravation, ah, the spectacle of you. Beautiful you, ugly you, belittling you, brilliant…
The truth of love
The truth of love, what is love, what is love but a complex thing, that flows from the greatest of heights to the lowest of lows, suddenly there, and suddenly nowhere, and suddenly somewhere in between. Yes, the truth of love, sometimes glorious, sometimes mean, and ever changing so rapidly, ever changing from the blackest…
The time
The time is ticking, the clock is tocking, and I, I am watching, I am watching, wishing time to speed up, wishing time to go faster than before, and the time is ticking, the clock is tocking, and I, I am watching, I am watching the hands go around, and how slowly they seem to…
The stars
The stars, the sky, and you and I, we while the time away with barely a sigh, for in the company of just you and me, so, the world turns, and what will be will be, for in happiness, we hold each other and smile, and laugh, and as the clouds under the stars do…
The society of you
The society, the society of you, you keep yourself, you keep yourself to yourself, you really do, in the society of you, for you will not let anyone through, through your high walls into the society of you, for you are a lonely you, but you do not care, because no one else's opinions matter…
