Folks song

arial

The waves have raised their heads again 

Crashing nd rushing towards their aim

The sand that sees but stays in place 

The howling wind caressing its wait 

Slowly slowly seap us through the hell

All in all why stay to wreck 

Stay o stay my heart that's felt 

Take me beneath this layer of death 

  • Author: arial (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2025 13:56
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  • sorenbarrett

    I love the way that you have made the example of the sand that later is copied with the staying of the people. It makes one wonder why and the answer to me is the same for the sand and people it is who we are. A lovely write

    • arial

      Thankyou for the understanding and compliment ...

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • sorenbarrett



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