The Unchanted Anthem beta 3

We engaged in a boat
which is never to sail
You're too tired to fly
so We're down as a duet
We are laying together
in front of window set
Something's knocking on it
just a magical fluid

 Through covered eaves
 I can see the sky of green
 And I'm watching the moon
 big yellow moon getting older
 I'm trying to find You in my dreams
 While You are sleeping on my shoulder

We've buried a coin
in a happened sand-box
To have place to return
having no chance any ‘someday’
Childhood weekend is over
and the ticket is got
One of us has to fly
fly away through a monday

 But We are still together
 or it just perfectly seems
 I can't tell it to stop
 I'm it's retired moulder
 I'm trying to find You in my dreams
 While You are sleeping on my shoulder

…

Deprived of your hand
now I'm lead by the blues
I'm rounding about
our dressed-like-lamb muttons
Maple leaves had been dancing
through the staves of no use
Until the latest one landed
on a pause button

 Everything's frozen
 without a freeze
 Winter's knocking the door
 but it's not turning colder
 I'm still trying to find You in my dreams
 Despite You are sleeping not on my shoulder

Июнь 2006 г. — январь 2007 г.