Play with my style as your art
Restless legs ask to stay a day
Did you see movement of the heart?
A provision lies gone to plot away
Not existing and not willing to die
Fears play with emotion
I’m forever in the sky
Gone are the faithful and their passion
A sad man sings songs of sorrow
Gone are the thought in a dream pit
A lonely heart left for lies to borrow
Short is life’s trip
I’m forever waiting for tomorrow.
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