Hurricanes and WindmillsA Poem by Benjamin Seymour
Sing me a song about hurricanes and windmills in Holland Tell me the stories about monsters and heroes and the games we played When we were younger...
Come sit with me on a cliff by the beach And let us listen to the waves Doesn’t matter what else is going on in the world We’ve got our mind on other things...
And I said that life gets better all the time And I sometimes wonder if laughter has become a crime As people could smile more often And they don’t seem to see what they have.
Sing me a song about hurricanes and windmills in Holland Tell me the story about the boy who meets the girl in Amsterdam And falls hopelessly in love...
And I said that life gets better all the time And I sometimes wonder if laughter has become a crime As people could smile more often
Sing me a song about hurricanes and windmills in Holland Tell me the stories about the games we played when we were younger...
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Added on October 31, 2008 Last Updated on October 31, 2008 AuthorBenjamin SeymourBarcelona, Spain, SpainAbout"All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse" Writing is just talking with a pen. And I talk too much anyway. more..Writing
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