The Seekers lost their time in way
Around cruel world.
Adventures time for walking dead,
Adventures time for hope
Repeat true stories of history,
Repeat your simple life.
The Seekers shoot along the glory.
The Strangers give up light.
A lot of mad mans being kind
Between of sound minds.
But surpassing the wildest wind
Don't broken iron blinds.
Be dancing rushes during plague -
You can be strong or free.
The Seekers sometimes staying vague
But always know the key.
The Seekers
© Copyright: Дарья Тальба, 2016
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