Watch the rain pour down from heaven
Undefined and won’t stop till seven,
The gods showing their desire,
To have no proof, of you, a liar.
Make the rain flow through the streets,
Let me reach enormous speed,
Make the clouds, an artwork on it’s own,
Give the music, a place called home.
Give me the sign then, that I'm alive,
That I breathe, that I forgive,
The fact that I’m just here,
With our without you, my love, my dear.
Give me the summary,
Of our lovely life,
Take a step in the water, then dive,
See the fish, the friends, being here, alive.
I am my own support,
My own story, my own misery,
I’m the own decision,
I am the trainer, of my own division.
©Cyresse 02-04-2011
Geen opmerkingen:
Een reactie posten