We're on a beach, sand of the world
beneath our feet, the air is soo...
warm. We silently watched the sun's
gracefull fall into the ocean.
Start walking, step by step by step,
waves rise and fall over our feet like
wonderings of the universe over our minds.
And now there's nowhere left to go.
It is a choice and it's ours to make,
to walk the path of time or gracefully
waltz out of the summer ball, hand in hand,
while our company sits down with fatigue.
Isn't it time to leave behind, everything
we kept, safe and hidden, and let it float
like a dream, along the water, and watch
the universe unfold, like oceans endless blue.
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