Waves caress the foamed shore below
Resonating ultrasonic through the cliffs and their sand
The sun's shine is poured all around
With a beam drying the leaves and such

There is something about here, and it does me good
Where we have eyes and movement
Where we have eyes and movement
Where sound is understood
We have living respiration
A breath echo vibration
Solid sun inspiration and ground where forebears stood

Here I am going, and here I will stay
I have a body to do my moving, to find my home wood
I am here to see tomorrow
I am here to breathe today

There is a rust nailed floor boarded with ancient oak wooden planks that rock and creak
Wooden planks that rock and creak

Words' eye
Singularity
You did not sing and I would not dream
You are the shade breeze
You are the shade
You are the shade breeze
You are the shade
You are the shade breeze blowing
The movers of the stream
I am here to see tomorrow and am here to breathe today
I have a body to do my moving, to find my home wood
To find my home wood
We have living respiration, a breath echo vibration
Solid sun inspiration and ground where forebears stood

Words' eye
Stops breath withholding the heart within its rib cage and it stops for a moment
Waves caress the foamed shore below
Resonating ultrasonic through the cliffs of their sound
There is something about here and it does me good
Where we have color, eyes and movement
Where sound is understood
We have living respiration and breath echo vibration
Solid sun inspiration and ground where forebears stood
Here I am going and here I will stay
I have a body to do my moving, to find my home wood
I am here to see tomorrow
I am here to breathe today

I was hoping that you would make it
And I'm happy that you could
I was hoping that you would make it
I am happy that you could
And I will see you again

Singularity
If you did not sing then I would not dream
Singularity
If you did not sing then I would not dream
You are the shade breeze blowing the movers up stream