By the tracks with the violet blooms
By a brook with the scattered moon
In the groves of those misty pines
We’ll swing from the serpent vines
Under realm of a drunken night
On the sands both grey and white
I shall search in your oyster eyes
For the foams of the Venus to rise
Through the mast of that fading ship
With my songs on your tulip lips
Seeking shells from a silent shore
We will sail to the land of lore
Whence heart meets the sea and sky
We’ll jump with the birds and fly
Will you listen to the cobalt sea?
Will you run to the rainbow tree?
Will you jump on the passion train?
Will you walk in the summer rain?
Picture Credits: Rain in Oak Forest, Ivan Shishkin, Realism