Kay tagal kong hinitay Ang iyong mga salita Ang iyong buhay Na tila isang talata Ng ibat ibang nobela Na Sayo lahat nakakda
Ibat ibang istorya Na iisa ang hiwaga Sa pangalan mo kinuha Ang milyong milyong diwata Kauri mo ang mga tala Kumikinang ng maganda Isa kang panahon ng ginhawa Katapusan ng kadiliman Laging may kinabukasan
The wind blows slowly as we face new trials, slowly it wanders into our minds, sometimes it goes beyond our hearts, moments that are realized to be harsh words kept inside.
Muted titles come in a glass bottle, a glass bottle with salt water and inside of it is you, you see the sky and the trees knowing its out of reach, and you're just trapped inside your own mind, wondering when will you be free.
She drew her each and every inch bruised and taken away by her dream she fought what she taught she can she loved what she taught would last she danced until her last step felt real.
Silence shows an entire picture of peaceful frustration, an endless parade of emotions running down the edge of a holiday season, the heavy rain brought bliss, the moisture brings peace no matter how silent it is.