martes, diciembre 15, 2009

Fall - ing / Fly - ing...

The frozen wind
the blue skies
the green mountains
the brightest moon
the clearest night
the shinest stars.

I will survive
i did it before
i know the way to home
it's just cause the time
i need some gold, i work it on

Fly throught the air
swim into my pool
Dreams come and go
smiles stay on my face
it's all about peace
peace and love
in my heart

Missing the past
losing the weight
it's stronger now
facing the day and enjoying the dark
taking the tea at 5 o'clock
eating the same old food
memories come and gone
i am here...


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