We’d been chasing the sunset over Bulbarrow Hill.
Minute by minute it was sinking fast.
Dropping down down down
Falling off the edge of Dorset.
Done. Gone.
But it’ll return.
Always comes back.
Bit of a thrill it was.
We’d been chasing the sunset over Bulbarrow Hill.
Minute by minute it was sinking fast.
Dropping down down down
Falling off the edge of Dorset.
Done. Gone.
But it’ll return.
Always comes back.
Bit of a thrill it was.
