wait for the day you say I know.. to may december.. remember
Remember, Remember when we Together Went to the sea Was it real or did we dream. The days of children gone. Seagull's scream and pink ice cream and the deep blue sky And the waves seem high and golden sand and the town brass band play on.
I want to scale the summits of our silence Trace the topography and texture of the undulating sound waves like I used to stroke the grooves of the wind outside the passengers window driving real fast over the scattering gravel. From the start then I will wait to approach, my heart will thump like a low subway line beneath the heat while I picture you strumming serenades on my puppet strings.. a sly spider gliding cross the web, you’ll have me syncopating syllables in the judges chambers. If your heart is as big as my heartbeat will suggest, I’ll have to buy you a bigger cage before then.
How long is ever... isn't it strange, remember.. remember me... together we went to the sea