Tierra Azul

A touch of chords, the voice of grace
Cradles your mind, your smiling face

As you wake to the light, the Baltic shine
Its muse and glow please these eyes of mine

Awake to the breeze, the morning caress
You set out North, bourn by timelessness

Aoede plays ahead as you follow
Her delicate and uncatchable echo

The Wind...
Let it enter heart and blow through veins

The Song...
Let it be guide, and relish in its rain

Over the ocean you then shall find
What you have long sought, your peace of mind