Deep Hours
My heart is swimming
at the third hour of
the night.
Searching for a moonlight.
"Someone shine some light on me"
Back against the corners,
Arms stretched out like wings.
Soaring through the thoughts of history.
Swimming...
at the third hour of
the night.
Searching for a moonlight.
"Someone shine some light on me"
Back against the corners,
Arms stretched out like wings.
Soaring through the thoughts of history.
Swimming...