I hear you singing
silently beneath the cloudy hills
cold and dead
Seeking what is yet unfound
Staring at the distant destiny
surrounded surrounded
by images gazing.
I rose this morning early
here by your side standing
to salute you, for a new dawn.
A new dawn for building heaven
from the stones thrown.
silently beneath the cloudy hills
cold and dead
Seeking what is yet unfound
Staring at the distant destiny
surrounded surrounded
by images gazing.
I rose this morning early
here by your side standing
to salute you, for a new dawn.
A new dawn for building heaven
from the stones thrown.
because* Always because :_)
ReplyDeleteYes. Always because.
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