In Hopes That We Find You

In Hopes That We Find You

You, the savior of chaos, yet lurking in shadows
So little see your figure walking down the bench
See you laying beneath the sun
The grass beneath you as the meadow stretches all around
When I reach you, I hear the ocean, lapping against the rocks
I hear the wind passing by as if it never did.

Not many find you, lost in the desert
But those who do never forgets you
You stay as their company as long as they live
And even after, for you are true