Silent drops upon the ocean, oldest leafs are going down
trees are gazing at the skies with their tops gray and brown,
daring wolf is calling deep for his pack to cheer the sheep
owls are howling in the dark, there are crickets in our yard,
better close that window now, throw a log and make it warm
lighten up that candle that’s been slowly catching dust…

Close your eyes and listen up to a ticking that will stop
open up your arms and rest on the mountains in my chest,
while sandman pours the heavy dust: dreams to last…

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Good morning, wake up on the other side
things are very much the same, you’ve been gone one more day
wanderlust blessed your feet, stay with me till we eat
then we’re out in the wild hunting bears and falling stars,
what if this is who we really are?
what if we had wings and just forgot to fly?

Good night, don’t forget to write,
letter ash will bring your words to me, I’ll see you in a while
cotton dress and crafted hands, never old our story never ends…