A place unknown, where dreams take flight,Beyond the stars, in endless night,There lies a place, untouched, unseen,Where hearts entangle…
It was summer of ‘93.
The sea, the sky, they were there for me.
Each blink I took, all shades of blue.
It was the perfect world for a 9 year-old.
One Thousand Seven Hundred Twenty-Seven,
I counted them over.
Those are days, not just numbers.
Those are moments, not just chapters.
One Thousand Seven Hundred Twenty-Seven;
