Millys Scott - Walking to the hut

There's a shadow of rain on the hills
The world feels softer now
It’s the hum of the rivers filling up

Michael you are the raindropp on my face
(hello)
You are lovelier than the silence locked in the mountains
Did you dream of the days when you would be dead
and yet alive and inside of everything you ever loved?

I think of you walking up to the hut now
But it’s not a lonely thought

Millys Scott

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