From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ... and of course, most of life isn't real.
Did time overrun us ?
everything you see is moving away
anything you think of
on this world
loved ones stay
while life is moving forward
as long
as long as glitter in your eyes is not stopping
with you I will be happy
for you give
and you give
and you give
anything you think of
on this world
loved ones stay
while life is moving forward
as long
as long as glitter in your eyes is not stopping
with you I will be happy
for you give
and you give
and you give
with you I could be happy
as long you can see
I can not stop for you
stills, pictures, images in life
life is moving forward
my mind is going away
tell me why
time is our enemy
tell me how
did you set this trap for me
am I returning
or am I just learning
of time and eternity ?
there is no such thing
one can recognise
there is no such thing as life
as long you can see
I can not stop for you
stills, pictures, images in life
life is moving forward
my mind is going away
tell me why
time is our enemy
tell me how
did you set this trap for me
am I returning
or am I just learning
of time and eternity ?
there is no such thing
one can recognise
there is no such thing as life
i wanna dance
stay
move yourself
stay
and move yourself
to dance
oh
music of those days
oh
love and little games
oh
sights of wonder walls
times we counted
freed our minds
no one told us
vicious finds
show me
what to do
teach me
how to play
move yourself
stay
and move yourself
to dance
oh
music of those days
oh
love and little games
oh
sights of wonder walls
times we counted
freed our minds
no one told us
vicious finds
show me
what to do
teach me
how to play
Insomnia, i do not think we are gonna make it
Every one are in love with one
are you someone
are you someone
to scream for me
scream. but just for me
these cities never see
that when I close my eyes
I might be still alive
riding in a back stream
living on the light beam
looking at the back seat
are you screaming girl
blazing off the street
this is now our home
are you someone
are you someone
to scream for me
scream. but just for me
these cities never see
that when I close my eyes
I might be still alive
riding in a back stream
living on the light beam
looking at the back seat
are you screaming girl
blazing off the street
this is now our home
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