Tuning: EADGBe olding. The lights in the park The moving trees The silent corners The world's new cloak A final breath of storm blows snowdrifts in the street then blows away over the water. On an island across from town Isolated Close and alone Looking across the water seeing people slowly living all their lives. This is the feeling from inside an island body Tossed on the waves blown onto land Grasping meaning in churning mess A moment of clear air breathing, seeing the expanse. Totall (azchords.com)
