A Time to Live A time to Speak

Saturday, August 30, 2008

THE SMOKE SONG.

“It’s just you and I, and a 100 mile,
It’s a long journey, but we’ll end it in a flurry.
Walking hand in hand, playing our band.
Heaven shall listen, you and I kissing.”

“It’s a tiring path, causes us bleeding heart,
Relentless we walk on, singing our sweet song.
Destination we shall reach, life’s final beach.
Battered and bruised, but to the new world we’ll cruise.”

“Walking hand in hand, playing our band.
Heaven shall listen, you and I kissing.”

“The milestones we fly by, answering when and why,
No reasons no complaints, none to restrain.
Smoke in the air, wind in the hair,
Roads keep intersecting, path keeps complicating.”

“It’s just you and I, and a 100 mile,
It’s a long journey, but we will end it in a flurry.”

“In the distance we see, as the end we reach,
A glowing sun set, with eyes all wet.
Wishing to walk no more, and knocking the last door,
With you I shall sleep, and leave the world to weep.”

SRCC GROUND, December 1999.
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