The Green Pajamas

The Wave (It's Becoming Very Clear)

I'm breathing in the bonfire smoke, the sparks, the wind is throwing Over to our wild embrace, your pretty hair is blowing Into their laughing eyes, across your smile of grace And looking down the endless beach I notice that it's snowing I realize I never even asked you where we're going But I am not alone, I am not afraid It is moving very near It's becoming very clear This is where we disappear... _______________________ by Jeff Kelly (c) 2001 St. Brigid Publishing