Because it is deep...
Drifting to sea with a safe for a pillow
A combination lost in my dreams
On distant horizon at far off adventure
A treasure has been buried alive
Digital escapade is bringing me back again
Typing the words that are fragile
Fresh off the fingers of pages asunder
Letters fall loose and fall missing
All of them drops
Don't ever stop
And try not to ask
Why are you all alone?
Out in the world, water seeks it's freedom
With thoughts that are caught in the stream
In cracks and the lines, guiding our lives
While we are floating
Floating with bubbles and things
Fresh off the clouds where all is obscured
Letters fall loose, the letters are falling to Earth
Into the puddles and onto the pages
And memories are washing away
In the abyss
The inks and the mist
Where do they go?
Do you know?
