Soft cheek upon the sill
Soft light of morning
Will greet your arrival
See to your survival
See it spread below you there
The settlement of Rovenshere
Wild strawberries grow
Among the herds of buffalo
Enough to go around and round
Our love is in the very ground
And suspended in the air
Of the land of Rovenshere
There is something I want to show you
There is something bothering me
Will you walk me home, honey?
There is something I want you to see
Some other gravid pelagical magic pulls
At the gulls flashing
Rose on their wings and wheeled away
The flock leaves steady nests
Exodus to the east
And vees off - set, making glyphs
Snaking like the hissing edge of the wave
There's an ocean over there, honey
I believe they're going to that sea
Smell it in the air, honey
Do you want to find it with me?
Soft light of morning
Will greet your arrival
See to your survival
See it spread below you there
The settlement of Rovenshere
Wild strawberries grow
Among the herds of buffalo
Enough to go around and round
Our love is in the very ground
And suspended in the air
Of the land of Rovenshere
There is something I want to show you
There is something bothering me
Will you walk me home, honey?
There is something I want you to see
Some other gravid pelagical magic pulls
At the gulls flashing
Rose on their wings and wheeled away
The flock leaves steady nests
Exodus to the east
And vees off - set, making glyphs
Snaking like the hissing edge of the wave
There's an ocean over there, honey
I believe they're going to that sea
Smell it in the air, honey
Do you want to find it with me?
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