THE RUSH OF THE HUNT

I've been passing by.
I've been looking around.
Still yet to spot you, my prey.

Maybe time wasn't right.
Maybe I've just rushed by.
But tomorrow, who knows...

My hunger grows!

 

IN CALM WATERS

With the passing of each swell

Comes the cycle of the tides

Who's to know and who's to tell

What in deep blue water hides

 

LITTLE BUG

Little bug, may you shine

Even though you won't be mine,

Fly away, be now free,

Maybe keep a thought of me?