My thoughts roll in, my thoughts roll out
Like ocean waves they crash about
Sometimes they're like a puff of smoke
Not much substance and easily broke
Sometimes like honey they coat
My mind and moods at varying intervals they float
My thoughts roll in, my thoughts roll out
Like ocean waves they crash about
My thoughts can be violet or dark or bright
In meditative states they fade to white
My truly peaceful thoughts seem to come
While sitting and soaking in nature like a sponge
My thoughts roll in, my thoughts roll out
Like ocean waves they crash about
Sometimes fiery and passionate red
With not much control over what is said
And sometimes mellow and thoughtful yellow
Like rounded tones played on a cello
My thoughts roll in, my thoughts roll out
Like ocean waves they crash about
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