Cling to my *******, you beautiful.
swinging you up like a mother.
i reckon you not moving whilst
the storms strike down
ahead
of you.

Find a soft side on your way, honey
winding you up, fly high
i reckon you not being energised
when it rains

you didn't answer my calls but I'm halfway
on the road
Frustrated, waiting for a sudden appearance

where is
your applause?

The shape of love is shifting and
life unexpected
Embrace,
I shall be.

are my favourite. Who flies.
like a shooting star in the sky
At night.
Is this call from your garden of the asylum?

Making my entrance into you
Flew, clinging to the window
by the claws of mine.
The garden knows nothing but the illness.
Only it knows of your greatness,
Relieved.

A wind squeezing sounds, birds chirping.
Then Head to toe.
The fullness on you is a witchcraft.

Certainly you must have made this barriers and behind them,
you are you
Of stars, the brightest,
the genuine.

Where am I... yet I am heading to you.

In the old house, together we held our heads up
in a part of the forest unknown.
I've felt, drowning deep into it again,
again, again and again.

I start chanting my old favourite song
which is not any more
and we dance in the dark
- head to toe
Hold my hands and keep them warm.

You're staring at me, I can keep it private.
Your smile swung like a swing, flung into an unpleasant grass
that I make a spot for you
Blossom, love the existence of you in this summer

When the tired sun sit on my bed then
Show me how much we love on the grass
Drifting, - but knowing it will last after time and time
Make love with me and keep the wind blowing.

Sit next to me, humming our song
I know that I'll be yours for ever and you'll be mine.

You
Are the one thing I can remember
Feel the free spirit on the air
Feels like I'm still into you
And nothing left inside

I am broken

Tonight I'm heading off