I've been chasing for the light
In the heat of long black night
When I've found a pretty sight
Sun was waking smiling bright
I've been riding on the cloud
Played with thunder, feeling proud
Rain was my friend, crying loud
Then he took me to the ground
Might be sailing seven seas
Catch the stream of gentle breeze
Take my lady, kiss her lips
Lay my world upon her knees
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I have seen so many roads
It will never be enough
Worthless thing I love the most
Got my way to moony coast
© 2007-09-03
® 2007-09-10
from "Words Of Truth In Days Of Youth" by Astral Poet
Travel Astral
© Copyright: Олеард, 2011
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