Shunning punched

All of song

Will you spare

Last night, till dawn

Your eyes have mine

At last I've got lyric



The rest into(in two?)

A mood of dust

Myself into

With eyes for me

My safe love

Bought



Showing emotions

New rules

Reaching out

Realing with it

Our mountain roses

Oh in their eyes and then



Little flowers in the dirt

And gladness will fill me in your hand

You hold and surround me in gold

Myself into

It finds a thread