Following The Path Of The Sun

Cradled underneath a tree

Hiding away from the world

On a lone journey

Everyone can see the face

No one knows the mind

The desert rains are falling

Leaving the blood behind

Are these torn away?

All those melted dreams?

Green rivers of pain flying

Sail on joyful, echoed screams

Counting the days of summer

Following the path of the Sun

Smiling like there is no tomorrow

With everywhere to run

Way too much caffeine

And a whole lot of sleep

Remaining on the straight edge

As it will cut so deep

Nothing else is needed

To complete this life

There is harmony in all things

The winter sings the fife