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 The callousness of unfeeling time blithely spread before me entangled in the grapevine that was once a tall pine tree. The animal that knew the way home has grown weary from the years but ever thinking of me can hold back a flood of tears. You see that light over by the moon With waves like the widest ocean? That's the peace that's coming soon, the sum total of all emotion. Don't worry about the sun and moon, Don't worry about the weather all told it's all the same, things will only get better. Don't worry about your freedom or even the changing weather, if you can read the writing on the wall Things will only get better. See the animal by the tall oak tree with waves of the widest ocean? The shadows of the grapevine flee - carelessly in perfect motion. The animal awakes from a deepened sleep, effortlessly it walks in time, casting across a mountain deep to a place you will call sublime. |
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