Finch Linden Breasted & nippled & warm, warm, warm.
[Out of memory] I was a child in the ivy then I never knew you, you knew me Not like you knew me Off on the other ocean now All of behind you, all is sea [Back into the city] [At the edge of the ocean]
“This dream was like a painting that moved. The light was dim, as if pale-gray or blue paint had been washed over all. Beautiful streamers in brilliant colors moved in a slow breeze that came and went, came and went, so that the streamers rose and fell.”
“I had been swept into a river, and it tried to carry me with it but I stayed in one place and refused it. Curious to say, I abruptly fell out of the river. I fell onto green grass and it was spring all around me.”