You seem like
You seem just like the feather
that the air blew from my hand
to celebrate its birthday on the weather
of the seas shouting out to the sand
You seem just like the illusion
I pray to get out of
The reality...
that the air blew from my hand
to celebrate its birthday on the weather
of the seas shouting out to the sand
You seem just like the illusion
I pray to get out of
The reality...