Mar 2020
With a battle cry
Through the light and the dark
You can be rare
A life or death object
As you blow through the wind
With a love sigh
As a heart subsides
With your beauty
You come alive
Through the light and the dark
You can be rare
A life or death object
As you blow through the wind
With a love sigh
As a heart subsides
With your beauty
You come alive
