See a tear in the sky
A tear.
A cry.
A ripple in the waters, a droplet passing by
Convince me what the difference is.
Assure me everything's alright.
Bring me a wishing stone,
a dreaming shell.
Cast it into the deep, and sing me a song.
Look around you
Make a wish, 1, 2
And cast it into the ocean blue
Swallowed by the sea
All my dreams and wishes true.
May we be known, may our crys be heard
Lovely sands between our toes
Glistening shore awaits us
Swaying in the cold, drifting from Wind to the Lost and Unpredictable
Lie down, and forget where you're from
See only where you are meant to be.
Sleep
About the Creator
M R Herring
She aspires to be a linguist, an author, an entrepreneur, and actress. She's overcome every nightmare in her world, and now she's headed down the wonderful path of life to make her dreams come alive!
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