The sea is rough
The landscape tough
The desert’s unforgiving
The sky is an empty canvas
Of pale and faded blue
Your mind is as hard
And as brittle as glass
And your heart is as
Dense as clay
The scribbling in your diary
Seems to make no sense
So all you could do
Is wait and watch
Wait and watch
Wait and watch ……….
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