Sown the seeds of ancient schemes
Past and present, future seas
Morning stumbles into dress
Walk out with the effortless
Disconnected slower time
Weighing out gilded pride
Water wheel's constant turn
With open views and days to burn
Pouring out clear and strong
It's okay, you got it wrong
Scan the hill, catch a glimpse
Missing signals in the mist
A few more days I think they'll stay
To hike the hills and find the caves
The sun goes down and the dogs will sound
Celebrate on solid ground
Drinking out of hollow logs
Maniac in a fog
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