Memories Will All Come Alive

I don't believe in anything 
And I don't care about it
I just wanna lay down beside you

Look into your eyes 
and try to think about 
how many more such years to go

I wanna write a story 
About your breath on my shoulders  
About us getting older together 
And memories will all come alive 

I love to play with all the curls
on your beautiful face 
Try not to lose myself to you

But you, you're always smiling
Smiles that cleanse my heart 
A heart that just belongs to you

I wanna write a story 
About your breath on my shoulders  
About us getting older together 
And memories will all come alive

Stationary Traveller

The high tides blowing the sea-shore
A young girl dancing on the perishing sand
Like trains passing by fairylands
And shiny spotlight on dark faces

The mirage of a sun bouncing off
the cliffs of forbidden mountains
A lonely cycle stand at the corner of the earth
A Sudden cry of a deceased mother

The sound of wheels on rail
A sense of belonging among the mortals
Fireworks in the sky and laughter all around
The moments captured through an empty mind

Shaking off a dream, on Santa's wheels
Over the hills and far away into the sea
Time to cherish all worldy pleasures
Treasuring the two sticks of bone in the body

~Inspired From Camel's Stationary Traveller