Watcher’s eyes see more things;
those who walk by miss it all, wonder
why does she stand so long there, watching?
what is she looking for?
She doesn’t explain. She’s too busy seeing.
Watcher’s eyes see more things;
those who walk by miss it all, wonder
why does she stand so long there, watching?
what is she looking for?
She doesn’t explain. She’s too busy seeing.
Talking to the Clouds 