Wait until the sun comes up Before I unravel myself from this land Wrapped in warmth and visions Filled with trails and rivers of last night's dreams Walking the sands and seas Destinations never seen Lined with life’s colour beams
I’ll lay here in the darkness Where visions stay strong and true I’ll lay here in the warmth Amongst the spring and summer of sleep Until I rise to walk the winter trails of the seas Blustering and raw; dark and deep
