The Villagers: ‘Courage.’
Like the feeling I prize,
I don’t want to listen to you too often,
Lest the beauty fades away.
As hot summers days melts dreams,
You haunt and mesmerize me.
Your bright sounds sparkle as clear as sunlight reflects off marbles, and here I sit drifting listlessly watching brightly colored empty canoes sway on a vast ocean vista.
Soaking up the prevailing atmosphere,
I am lost in…