[Submitted
by m.tharin@hispeed.ch]
You know my face , tears are runing down it ,
A conscious outburst tpushes me.
Expressions and waves will come
And we left after we said go drive on.
On a scale to nowhere
Where you replace
My qualities whitout judging it.
Now we can talk and try on.
We try to speak with soul’s crates guardians
And they just rub me off.
You lock the ways that bring my days to
Few traces where I lost my pain.
I exist for more than this.
Then I raise and take highways on my own.
To a place in nowhere ..
In space..
We flew and walked with soul’s crates guardians
And they just rub me off
Rub me off…..
Deliver me from soul’s crates guardians
And I could rub them off
|
|
|