The evening shadows move around me as I watch the setting sun
The warm vestiges of daylight caress my face just before its gone
It the pinnacle of the day, as the golden shower turns to dusk
My hearts racing like a motor
My head's spinning with desire
Muscles ready for the testing
Warmed up like a fire
The trial starts
The game is on
I’m ready for it
Whatever is thrown
Gimme some space
Is it wrong to wander through life’s journey
Not striving to make a worthwhile mark
To have no goal or pious worth
Or make one muse “he was a thinking man”
I have earned no medal or battle won
Oh the colour of emerald green
Tis so pure I ever have seen
My legs go weak when they look at me
The look of my one true love.
Oh the colour of beautiful brown
From your eyes it can be found
I am lost...
While in the moment you fail to see.
Your surroundings whatever they be.
Just take a moment to reflect.
Where you are and what you’ve said.
Do not reflect on the age you are.
Or what troubles you near...
Take me away and let me dream of meadows resplendent in the warm summer sun.
Take my mind into a frivolous daydream left to meander in whichever course prevails.
Take my sleeping spirit into a land of...