swaying in a breeze
swaying in a breeze
an edge just lit by sunlight
wonder of a tree
Home
the flaws they run deep
the flaws they run deep
but haven't cracked through and through
tempering through life
as the flock arrived
as the flock arrived
resting in the setting sun
with gentle birdsong
our traditions
our traditions
it's how we've always done things
'til we learn better
an impatient sigh
an impatient sigh
heralds the coming of night
seek refuge anywhere
out in the aether
out in the aether
there is an itch to be scratched
that need to create
reach all the way back
reach all the way back
and remember that first time
what is it you feel
there are days like this
there are days like this
wrapped in emotion's cocoon
breathe and just move through
an evening breeze
an evening breeze
drifting across a grey sky
a gentle caress
to compose a verse
to compose a verse
to tweet while just slightly drunk
silly friday nights