I´m looking for a season,
to have a reason to begin,
There´s everything after and things before me,
There´s things I have seen and heard,
Couldn't quite make out all the words,
I stand here staring at the birds in the morning,
Red sky take warning to the seas,
I keep on saying what I wanted and what I thought about everything,
Sometimes I wake up in a sweat and my heart beating,
Time has passed me by, I´m almost 45 and still have dreams,
Am I still living life like I wanted to or am I still searching for whats true,
Into the skies I see the perfect blue to me and the clouds go by to lead my way...
♾
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