Laying like a placid flame in crumpled foil
Burning like a candle wick sunk down in oil
You get so bored when cool abides
Your crumpled notebook right beside
Archaic wonder sits inside your eyes
Silhouetted palms
Day sleeps in calm
Light brings in a soft blue blanket night
Low blooming sound cooling the ground
All's well in a soft blue blanket night
Filing inside wait for a wave bye
All locked inside blue blanket night
Blinking like a hundred stars tossed in a swell
Blaring like a megaphone trapped in a shell
A natural prevailing sound that turns the volume not too down
A painted sand you're brushing to the ground