There is nothing more to say
With your heart departed ways
If you walk away this day
Meeting lonely forthcoming grays
Times are sure to be alone
One by one like faraway glows
In its flow of yesterday´s shone
With a lost that nobody knows
Refrain
Dreams to carry stranger things
All across each tasking
Like storming of dissonant strings
In every way and asking
Inside stirring and being about
Strangeness like a state of art
Filling the woes with a doubt
Knowing not what's driven apart
Light of your heart that belong
In every picture that on lives
Something that never goes wrong
If from inside its loving gives
All alone for its hundred miles
And warming the afternoon's night
Finding ways in retuning smiles
When every shadow comes bright
Refrain
Dreams to carry stranger things
All across each tasking…
Saturday, May 24, 2008
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