J-Volution

Sometimes I might sit on a beach

With the sun out of reach of my brain

And I try to imagine a place frozen inside a lake

And in love with the passing of days

And the ice is so quiet -feel the gossamer flying

Suddenly something is new

We celebrate surfaces too

The summer appears hello June

This tree's offering reaching to fade

Eliminating the shade in a quest

Smoke screen sun beam the usual guest

Climb inside of a glacier asleep in a dream of the west

And the ice is so quiet

Feel the gossamer flying