And we have been treading our path across the wilderness

/ Sunday, 24 May 2015 /
sailing across seas
We never marked a land
We left our mark on the land
Our ship rocked back and forth
Our feet stumbling on rocks
Is it already midday, my love?
I still needed to open my eyes
And awaken yours closed

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