Summer on the Westhill

From my seat I see the fields move by,

coulours strong- it's been a long, long time.

It's the first time I see Summer on the Westhill.

I lean back and let my eyes just go

floating now where they want to float.

They seem to take to the horizon.

Now I know there is a world beyond

the small place I was coming from.

I feel at home here

in the middle of nowhere.

I will never know the names

of these places that I travel through

to reach the coastline.

I've been told I will be there in time.

Please oceancloud,

let there be no storm on the crossing below.

Please oceancloud,

let there be no storm on the crossing below.

Please oceancloud,

let there be no storm on the crossing below.

Please oceancloud,

let there be no storm on the crossing below.




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