The wind tells a story of where it’s been
The rain its weight and how it falls
A map, a bowl, a room a house
A watch, the story of forever, since and when
A dream, even a dream,
comes clear past its pierced edges
The wind tells a story of where it’s been
The rain its weight and how it falls
A map, a bowl, a room a house
A watch, the story of forever, since and when
A dream, even a dream,
comes clear past its pierced edges