Dancing with the dead man
Sleeping on a rock
An island, never touched
Far into the sea
Blown into the ether
A wish for an eye lash
So I can continue
Wishing
Time dealt
It's blow
It can be worse when
You have yourself
To blame what I've done
Is history
What's not
A mystery
The glow of October
Never comes to soon
The first cool winds
Refresh our skins
The leaves are turning
Orange
I'm a man of action
Can't live without these
Projects
Time dealt
It's blow
It can be worse when
You have yourself
To blame what I've done
Is history
What's not
A mystery
The glow of October
Never comes to soon
The first
Cool winds refresh
Our skin
The leaves
Are turning
Orange
Red and brown
Blown into the ether
A wish for an eye lash
So I can continue
Wishing