#blinxthetimesweeper
From “Blinx: The Time Sweeper”
I was scooping sand alone in the blue wilderness. The spilling sand in my dream was like the sad tears of a star. When I woke from that dream, my loneliness and pain turned into light. The morning breeze brushed my hair, making me feel a premonition of tomorrow. Drops trickling down the branches, flowing and falling, reflecting your smile here. [INSTRUMENTAL] A gentle breeze gently swayed the green leaves. I walked the path I took that morning. The gentle breeze caressed my cheek. I reached out to the crystal-like bird. I was filled with such a gift of the morning. My dream of sand vanished somewhere. Your gentle eyes seemed to absorb the sky. I’m no longer alone.