Art - Cold Night For Alligators

Yesterday, ideas were formed, and then buried — There’s the tide revealing

landscapes

And then it vanishes, it’s the interpretation of art

Sending waves right back at you

Unfair quotes, assembled the worst in you, surfer

You get what you give, so please foster lovers

Won’t you show the world the wisdom of yours, choose to believe in the common

man

Please don’t waste your words, do not hide, reveal.

You will be tasting the

rivers of the world.

Let me hold you thoughts, in my hands

Please don’t waste your words, You will be tasting the rivers of the world,

let me hold your thoughts