Belair

A mind rustles in the wind
Gracing suburban faces
Youth wanders in awe
Cracking snow in a nightly garden

Streets undulate in the afternoon sun
Gyrating about a little shop
A gaze climbs up to the crest of the rocks
While playing by the pond
Lichen thrive inside of my head
Engraving the names of all
Lost in the way
Lost in the way
Lost in the way



Credits
Writer(s): Maxime Weber
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