Run as far as the wild wind!
There is no peace in this solitude!?
It’s safe. It’s clear. It’s predictable.
It’s everything YOU want to hear.
Just as the rise of this morning tide
Sways you into a sleepless hypnosis ;
There is no limits at your reach,
It’s your choice if you want to preach.
Strange as the seasons shift;
Without a touch, your words hit
Let there be no sound in my voice
For once I open I shall never finish…