Isle Of Bizen

It's just an hour to Willhaven Tower
The landmark of all days gone by
Memories wash over the birdsong and clover
As we bow to sun and blue sky

Sometimes I swear that I feel like I'm there again
Timeless; unending; the years we were spending
Reflections on Isle of Bizen

Ebbing and flowing; the tide of our knowing
It comes back so clear now and then
Currents of sorrow flowed into tomorrow
Today's river flows back again

Youthful in spirit with no will to steer away
Timeless endeavor; might we live forever?
Reflections on Isle of Bizen

Days of distraction and nights of reaction
The mirror of time takes me there
Echoes are drifting and sands they are shifting
To bring back the how why or where

Sometimes I swear well I feel like I'm there again
Timeless; unending; the years we were spending
Reflections on Isle of Bizen