There, in the past we were strange children.
All people were like that once in the past.
Or so, at least I trust.

Back then those would feel for true no holding back.
With honesty and hope  they all would laugh cry.
They were watched by the sky.

Bro, sis, lover, friend-those words were common then.
Those children would love  who was near.
And none they would fear.

Prince or orphan-they gave  nothing but ****, it was the same.
They would come and go together as one.
Loved by moon and sun.

They're dreams were so simple: a treehouse and plenty food.
You may set'en free, but they'd just play nearby .
They necer wanted to fly.

But now we think hi things in our minds, yet we have fallen so low.
We  forgot long ago to  simply breath.
All of llife is stolen by a heartless  thief

Two   roses beautiful  have grown by a tree into one.
" lotd be with lady, and lady with lord . Shame" said pigeons as one.
With pointless hatred they threatened that love but they're the shame
Some ravens tried to stop them with words, but all doves're too sain.
"Love's a law" thus we, crows, started a shameless sky fight.
Needless to say, we won there with ease, every  raven's a knight.
But all we listen is our hearts, and if ye love, ye love, if not, then not.
Your feelings ye should  follow, the case matters not.

one day.. i wish it'll rain..
and i ll meet you again!
again... after all the time
i wish you still know my name
that day... i wish...
and we'll embrace each other
and we ll hug tough and long and...
and i ll this world be the first day
that in long time I...I...
i feel safe and sound.
i feel alive and needed at that day!
again... and then i do not care.
i ve met you again. that's it,
come, storms. i fear to none yeah
i feel alive that day and i'll go forth
cause you remember me that day.
or so i maybe wish, or perhaps...
perhaps you forgot me
as all will to forget ehat they hate
perhaps you lied as all..
but i wish you did not, but...
i m gonna know that day...