The rhythm of the soul
That will come soon.
I believe we will not cry
If your smile is so true...
I believe in better things
As your devoted crew.
I will be born tomorrow twice
If you play the gushing blues.
Maybe someday I'll feel the sky
In the neighbor’s room.
But not today, I don't want to die
I want to see my silver moon.
May 5, 2010
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