The little dog went up the fresh breezing hill
Searching for a scent that can’t leave
The little dog went up the fresh mill
Searching for a scent that can’t leave
The old dog went up the grassy hill
Looking for a long dream
The old dog went up the broken mill
Looking for a long dream
The week old dog went up the flatten hill
Struggling for the long awaiting urge
The week old dog went up the crumbled mill
Struggling for the long awaited urge
The dying dog walks to the old places
Still searching for the missing traces
