The Green Pajamas

The Wave (It's Becoming Very Clear)

I'm breathing in the bonfire smoke, the sparks, the wind is throwing
Over to our wild embrace, your pretty hair is blowing
Into their laughing eyes, across your smile of grace

And looking down the endless beach I notice that it's snowing
I realize I never even asked you where we're going
But I am not alone, I am not afraid

It is moving very near
It's becoming very clear
This is where we disappear...


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by Jeff Kelly
(c) 2001 St. Brigid Publishing