Better to smile through tears than be a simple fool...
Smell a flower from the field, see the bee depart. Learn from them all that you can - sing in tune with the art
I look up at my Lover-dear and make my way back to kiss her nose
Silhouetted mountaintops//Caging the unheard screams//Clouds forming textured backdrops//Punctuating noir scenes
I meandered and digressed as I made my way North//Discovered some gilded hills, and a smile//And it was all made just for me