Find Me the Place

In this beginning The countdown along Destined for the end In silence is life And without words Non-golden, no trial Pray down the rain For the draught What comes the flood If i climb for air My lungs, and i pant Streams are in the valley Looking too much But the fruit of risk And life, and leap The ease of letting go Methinks its some measure And we thrive on history I can deal the blues Do me no cyan Else you green on envy I am lost on point Tell you. Standard Is where we will meet