It's just an hour to Willhaven Tower The landmark of all days gone by Memories wash over the birdsong and clover As we bow to sun and blue sky Sometimes I swear that I feel like I'm there again Timeless; unending; the years we were spending Reflections on Isle of Bizen Ebbing and flowing; the tide of our knowing It comes back so clear now and then Currents of sorrow flowed into tomorrow Today's river flows back again Youthful in spirit with no will to steer away Timeless endeavor; might we live forever? Reflections on Isle of Bizen Days of distraction and nights of reaction The mirror of time takes me there Echoes are drifting and sands they are shifting To bring back the how why or where Sometimes I swear well I feel like I'm there again Timeless; unending; the years we were spending Reflections on Isle of Bizen