(ferry/mackay) Here as I sit At this empty cafe Thinking of you I remember All those moments Lost in wonder That well never Find again Though the world Is my oyster Its only a shell Full of memories

Now the party's over I'm so tired. Then I see you coming out of nowhere. Much communication in a motion Without conversation or a notion. – Avalon Where the samba takes you out of nowhere An

I could feel at the time There was no way of knowing Fallen leaves in the night Who can say where they're blowing As free as the wind And hopefully learning Why the sea on the tide Has no way o