A hot and windy August afternoon has the trees in constant motion With a flash of silver leaves as theyre rocking in the breeze The boy lies in the grass with one blade stuck between his teeth Vague sensation quickens in his young restless heart And a bright and nameless vision has him longing to depart You move me, you move me With your buildings and your eyes Autumn woods and winter skies You move me, you move me Open sea and city lights Busy streets and dizzy heights Call me, you call me The fawn eyed girl with sun browned legs dances on the edge of his dream And her voice rings in his ears like the music of the spheres The boy lies in the grass, unmoving staring at the sky His mother starts to call him as a hawk goes soaring by And the boy pulls down his baseball cap and covers up his eyes You move me, you move me With your buildings and your eyes Autumn woods and winter skies You move me, you move me Open sea and city lights Busy streets and dizzy heights You call me, you call me Too many hands on my time, too many feelings Too many things on my mind When I leave I dont know what Im hoping to find And when I leave I dont know what Im leaving behind When I leave I dont know what Im hoping to find And when I leave I dont know what Im leaving behind
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 00:28:21 +0000
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