As time goes by and you grow old
and ten thousand stories there left un-told
And you need more time un-till tomorrow
But time is not yours
or something you can borrow
Through my left ear
Blows the winds so fine
Mother nature father time
My words caught up in a grapevine

cumulus nimbus my darkest cloud

Gathers around me like a cold dark shroud

But a rainbow of hope like a supernova

Letting me know it will soon blow over

Up ahead in the distance Where the seagulls fly

the silence is broken with a bold eagles cry

That sharp rock face that waits in wonder

As the ocean holds her breath for that

Delicate sound of thunder

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