Through the darkness, through the weakness, through the hopeless
Call me, Angel, I don't want to be a blind
I don't want to lose and call my love as homeless
In between of mix the truth and somewhat lie
Moon is crying, Sun is laughing, stars are shining
Time is forcing us be stones, but not hearts
Look at Sky, my Love, I see the lightning...lightning
Sky is judge, It waiting for a start
Love is dying, Love is living, Love is always
Phone number seems alive but silence hurt
Every day we lose the time just through the doorways
Time is wearing tear tissue of Future skirt
Do you know? Do you know name of moment?
When the Sky will penetrate in flesh of Earth
Name of time... it only Future know
What me wait, - oblivion or birth
Name of time is Future
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