25 Aug '18 19:07>2 edits
If one day from fitful rest and nonsense dreams with fret
You woke yourself upon a shore where lapping tongues of truth
Did forge in you with oil of peace and certainty anew
That god was just a fret of night but hope was nigh and soon
Where laid on waters deep and smooth was all and nowt was fixed
One question said the fish to me...what will indeed you do?
You woke yourself upon a shore where lapping tongues of truth
Did forge in you with oil of peace and certainty anew
That god was just a fret of night but hope was nigh and soon
Where laid on waters deep and smooth was all and nowt was fixed
One question said the fish to me...what will indeed you do?