Draws of 86, 87, 88

86.
There is an office, some lights,
A head and bunch of thoughts

"I am still alive"

87.
3 hours from sun dawn
My soul started to fly
Hoping to keep sun from clouds

From the city down to the cave
Such a master, such a slave

3 hours from London, my mind is free
Taking the boat down to the sea

Such a story never begins

3 hours to sleep, not wanting to be
3 hours to wonder, 3 hours to death
3 hours, 3 days, 3 months, 3 years
And again another 3 hours...

88.
Have you seen the land
Sitting by the breeze?
Have you seen the light
Under neat of trees?

Tell me what have you found
Show me what you have to show

I am still here
Waiting like a blind
When the day is gone
Along with everything
Lost in mine

It is midnight...