I like walking by the sea
Between late afternoon and dusk
That flash of autumn inside summer
Far from the crowded beaches
I like your eyes, kind yet cunning
Your quiet voice while the world around us yells
Those poems you write without even realizing
I like your awkwardness
I like whoever fights for something and still hits the street
Whoever's got a dream in a drawer and chases it, come what may
I like people who read, I like people who think
Who ask questions and won't settle
Who look ahead; I like those who put themselves out there
Who don't always need to be right
I like the night with its silence
That makes no sound but the sea's
Which lays itself down softly
And, like Narcissus, lets itself be admired
I like this tormented life
Among yellow, green, red and blue wires
You must pull them slowly and stay careful
Or else the one who blows up will be you
I like friendship that survives time and is therefore real
I like common sense that wins and breaks every barrier
I like people who read, I like people who think
Who ask questions and won't settle
Who look ahead; I like those who put themselves out there
Who don't always need to be right
I like the night with its silence
That makes no sound but the sea's
Which lays itself down softly
And, like Narcissus, lets itself be admired
I like people who read, I like people who think
Who ask questions and won't settle
Who look ahead; I like those who put themselves out there
Who don't always need to be right
I like the night with its silence
That makes no sound but the sea's
Which lays itself down softly
And, like Narcissus, lets itself be admired