My dreams stayed small,
Though I dreamed them large.
Looking back now,
They’re the dreams I can’t find anymore.
My dreams stayed in the clouds,
The day I let...
This earth is dark,
Your eyes are dark,
I look off into the distance,
To the mountains, to the plains,
No matter how green they are,
You always emerge...
At the end of spring that we've reached,
I'm still living its very first day,
I don't know rain, wind, or even September...
Why, you ask?
I've listened...