Forbidden

Somewhere along the way, Id seen the bridge,
Between the Ending and Beginning.
To die and to live,
Still, I will put into sleep.

The movement and the sound of air,
Pushing me to fly everywhere.
The miracle of life is going on,
I hadn't heard, so I moan.

I want to fly! I want to fly!
I want to feel and touch the goodness of the sky.
While the whole country side is sleeping,
And to fly with the awesome wings is the beginning.

My young and trouble instinct,
Whispered in my ears, I'm so pathetic.
Id seen no one in a dark pretty thing,
But I trust no one I said it Harding.

I am a heavy bird who cage inside,
And wondered if I were flying up tight.
Sometimes I feel like I am a bird with broken wing,
Gods creation, but didn't feel anything.

I want to be free, and to fly then,
But to fly in a sky is forbidden.
Before I let my self to kill,
I want to fly against the will.