terça-feira, 20 de julho de 2010

Summer rain

Near by the end

The thick clouds cover the sky

And the wind settles down

There’s no sounds or people passing by

All alone in my place

Waiting for the end

I’m tired from the mess the world has

And I wish to step my land

My head bursts

I’m losing my senses all over again

So I search for my zen state

And I wait for summer rain

It’s cold and smells like soil

It washes my tears and fears

Extinguishes my cigar

Makes me forget all troubles

Needing for happiness

Needing for a friend

It’s how it makes me feel

The summer rain

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