A PLACE TO FEEL

Blueberry hill
I can smell you from here
I can hear you, but I can’t feel
It’s just standing still

Beloved hill,
Blueberry hill
It’s similar to the pill
The strangest place to kill

Anger
Love
Mix the feel
Like a thrill

Yes, it has a mill
But, heavy as steel
There’s no bill
To pay the feel

Ease the pain
Poured by rain
Like blowing the grains
And it’ll not stop (1st floor, 04)