If only I could be the air of any bar
So tired of beer and cigarettes
And i would be so fuckin' far
From peace, but full of rest
I'd smoke myself in scaresly lighted room
And would be full of hoarse and laugh
I would have never seen sunshine and bloom
Of flowers,though guys who drink - enough
But I will be the most romantic air
'Cause dream of fresh will make me free
Inspired by oldie walls and stairs
I will be gifted clouds to see.
I am the air
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