The Adventure

Rivers that meander through wide brown valleys
Mountains that loom high in the distances above
Unicorn forests, fairy lights and pixie dust
Bring me new eyes and new dreams to love

We race on a blazing trail towards the sunset
With wind blown hair, like in all the movies
Worn denim, cracked leather and sun baked seats
Tall tan boys with the new American beauties

In the night we sway softly to a warm lull of the sea
Watching our flames climb higher into the purple sky
Crashing, salty waves drown our stiletto fantasies
In the brief moment between hello and goodbye

The stars are false here, in the city half light
The half night billowed with music, tumblers and dance
The smiling faces here, cracked black and white
At a glance, we alone are the one-in-a-million

We are passer-byers, the highway-men
Stealing from others what we have starved for
Warmth and caresses that we are not deserving of
Count on one hand the times we answered when

But there is still sand in the bottom of my shoes
Your voice is trapped a shell on my bookshelf
And like shells scattered by monsoonal tides
We will all be worn smooth on the same sides.