tapšana

23. Jūlijs 2010

11:20

Empty skies but a butterflies wings beat silent like air
call us free by a promise torn, you said i`ll meet you there
meet you there,
you know I'm there.

I left the sun in Africa
to be with you, to fly
cross the oceans
licking flame
every movement
speaks your name.
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