You are the cool Breeze,
The stars out at night...
This thought came to me, just the other day
I wish I could put it in words easier to say...
Feeling little guilt
Feeling little pain...
This whole world is filled with pain,
Wild beasts yet left UN-tame...
When winter ends
And the summer's sun shines...
So to avoid the sin of self-awareness
let's all pretend to humor our pretense...
I'm stuck in the middle for long years;
And I'm out of turns at a crossroads...
If I were to die;
would anyone cry...
Nothing. but screams of dying,
in my past life, i quit trying...
Just sing in the streets
And dance in the rain...
The rain has gone
Finally I can see the sun...
Soft whispers; The wind of death.
Approaches the area more than often...