1. |
Footsteps in the Grass
03:16
|
|
||
the moon shines on the garden’s forking paths
and white grass sways against the tranquil breeze.
I hear footsteps echo beyond the hills
and imagine her face ensconced among the trees.
chrysanthemums in bloom with their bitter perfume,
I dream of a face I can never forget.
as autumn descends, the scarlet leaves abound,
and I remain the specter of a man.
|
Ghost Park recommends:
If you like Ghost Park, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp