dew yu heer th echo uv wher yuv bin
ar yu captivatid or entanguld by its
sounds its memoreez its manee
langwages smells time senses ths
is alwayze now bettr 2 keep going if
yu can they all say make art out uv th
echos relees thos entising siren voices
n th fresh countree air kleen watr treez
ther is no echo 2 go back 2 maybe ther is
no back 2 yet i cum up on th hi green
hill agen north coverd ths time in snow
n watch th sunset from th porch not
remembring th chattring attachmentz n
care 4 ths dwelling place uv wood n dreems
as th moon slides in2 th ocean places wher
yu ar down south on th coast all th stars
in th world reflektid in th watrs neer yu
4cast 2 rise 7 metrs in th cumming yeers
n submerg vankouvr bc nu york citee
n prins edward island representing what
a nu definishyun uv watr front or as top
doktors ar now saying what yu may have
long undrstood transisyun is th reel main
stay uv life