Deep In a Desert Crack

The birds, the birds are out. Deep in a desert crack, ducks and geese flutter about. We are visitors, with the wind at our backs. Deep in a desert crack, the waters go from brown to slack. We are visitors, with the wind at our backs. the waves loud like a laugh. The waters go from brown to slack, crashing into volcanic boulders. The waves loud like a laugh. And the towers loom, high above our shoulders. Around a bend, I see a friend. In a cave far below the surface, A marmot comes out to greet us. This is my home you know its purpose.