domingo, 2 de outubro de 2011

Colors

Green sky to blue people
Glass to hide the true scenery
Professor taught me what not to be
Those phony people make life so selfish and funny

I fear all of them, fools full of shit brain
Smile to nature, smile to God
Good maybe can be good once in a while
My sentences with crazy words which fulfill innocent thoughts

Get born, get free, get alive
you can go, jump over, jump over, little child
The Earth is a wildness for you and me

Red tears stream down from brown eyes
Black pen writes down a black life
Keep yourself, keep yourself here

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