Wasn't set for September
Uh-oh October’s already comin' over?
How is it nearly November?
Did you decide for December?
What yo jammin’ to in January?
I'm probably not free in February

Passed by more people
Than she ever helped
Seen by two of her pupil,
Couldn’t really be felt
Used to be close and to fill what is near, closing
All is known for mirrored things
Except for what she dealt
She needs to put her hand works to sleep
Rest easy on the mind, ‘til then she repeats
A masterpiece while time progresses, sings
She is mantelpiece for flowers to be thrown under her

ang Kulay ay atin
Na kahit anong tanong
Kaibigan natin

Ice hearts thaws
Freeze 'tll it falls
Shot 9 holes
All eyes in awe

Colours are ours
Sharing a 64 pack of crayons
Is this the Last Sun?
Cooler rays on ocean corals run

singing to make your voice dance
and dance to make your body sing
crying a happy-teary painting,
a more silent-loud kind of poetry-painting that speaks