i is a lonely traveler
the moon tumbles over the ridge
shining beams across the fields.
i is a lonely traveler
watching the great parade of cascading beams,
remembering just a day before
laughing with his brother who smelled like too much gin.
he hears his father coming to comfort him
no--
it's just the wind.
shining beams across the fields.
i is a lonely traveler
watching the great parade of cascading beams,
remembering just a day before
laughing with his brother who smelled like too much gin.
he hears his father coming to comfort him
no--
it's just the wind.