“Worried dream” from Peter Green

The graphics apparently
Simple but they
Follow the mind
at the dawn of the day
Encompass a place
Where a solitary boat
Sits on a lake
And just lets music float
Tired and alone
Hands clasped having sown
Seeds in an ocean
Dreaming its her
Wish she was here with me
With me forever
But if she doesnt want me at all
She will sever
Caught in a web of subtle expression
A worried dream
A noble confession