SONG 3 : Summertime Sky

Up here you can see the purple hills
Barrow and Skafell pike.
A little kite soars over deep red sand
Where the Irish Sea laps the Wyre light.
A sailboat sits on the gap between
The sea and the stretching shore
And the clouds roll by
And the clouds roll by
And the hands of time slow down
From the tower that sits on top of the hill
And the view of the summertime sky

One thought on “SONG 3 : Summertime Sky

  1. I am totally in love with your project! Your Montreal fan club is listening and enjoying every song you make. Cheers:)

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