Here comes the third Sunday since you left town
Piling up ashes of memories since we buried deep down
And down below I wish you well
I wish you a solid relief so I can finally dwell
Here comes the mourns of the broken heart
Your shadow scrolls back and forth but I can barely catch a glance
I came to thank the oceans that did us apart
This tired soul had decided to build up a territory fence
I let the sane in
I let the sane in
I let the hurtful go
I let the fear blow
So though here comes the fourth Sunday since you left town
Please don't think twice and sail away
The ashes of memories that we buried deep down
Let them drown away
sail away with you
And I wish you well
"big thanks C for the nice poetry,i'll made it to being a song"
love
x
