There are fields I wander, for however far I wish to go...

autumn to summer, spring to winter as much you would know.

That there are dreams I bury here and not in somber remorse

but in hope as a seed, that time will give in due course

and grow a garden in the valley the winds favor without word

your dreams laid in the dirt, their chimes all heard

...in the dirt...in the dirt..not all things forever rest.

Grow your gardens for these valleys deserve that beauty inside you.

inspired by Miyauchi Yuri's " YACHIMATA_160411" which can be found here! https://soundcloud.com/miyauchiyuri/yachimata_160411