I don't wish to fail
Like a fish on sands.
Beached with sunlit eyes,
Drying to salt,
Waiting for suffocating flare.
With luck
The tide will say hello;
Taking me plainly
Into a whole world
Of home.
I don't wish to fail
Like a fish on sands.
Beached with sunlit eyes,
Drying to salt,
Waiting for suffocating flare.
With luck
The tide will say hello;
Taking me plainly
Into a whole world
Of home.