Flowers plants growing to sing
They dance and play
They have fun all day
Colors mix
They blend and swirl
In the way of sight
In the way of light
In the way of dark they change
Hope can be lost
But love might grow
Red is blood
Black is love
White is hope
As green is cope
Standing
Sitting
Loving
Hoping
We all sing and dance
We play and see
THa's just not what's ment to be
A soul is our hope
This soul I own
The one with love
The one without regret
Time is time
And it has come
Time and space
Which is done
Hours
Minutes
Seconds
Days
They pass
I learnYou draw
ANd we all move on
Green leaves
PUrple skies
Red flames
Blue water
Hope is here
Love is strong
There is no end to this song
I feel death all around me
Fear floats in the air
Darkness consumes the sky
As the people cry
I try
To find the cause
The soures of this all
The evil that has yet to come
Time and numbers
Air and wind
It moves fast
Keeping it's pace
It wont stop
Not even for a break
It's on it's way here
FOr soemone dear
Star of the moon
WInd of the sky
Love is strong
LOve is bind
PUlling us together
Darrkness trying to break us apart
Home in your heart
An your's in mine
STrong and lovely
That's just how I want it to be
I try to sing
I try to dance
I try to type
BUt I just can't get this right
Dark tear
Dark cry
Things running through my mind
Somethings just don't want to bind
Rope ties nice and strong
Wraps around this peice with no fright
Close and tight
That's just how it's ment to be
love is strong
love is hope
love is something powerful
to run through the grass
to climb the tress
and listen to birst sing
peaceful and lovely
home is the place of the heart
the place of your soul
the place with love and strangth
Time is calling and spce is moving. NOise is fading and quiet is ruling over. Grass grows long and hair is cut short. The world is a big misunderstanding as i fade into the darnnening sky.
IN darkness where light should not shine. Brightness brakes hrough a crack in the sky. Love fills the earth as hope fills the sky. Burst of colors through one's eyes. as i sit here waiting for home for him to join. the best of people. The world of love. All this in the shape of a dove.
Blood flows along this path i walk. this path i don't walk alone. the path of the souls and of the home. blood weeps and cries in our eyes. yet we still sing and dance as the days pass.
Love hurts when the lovers are far apar but love is stronge and big. Something that can spread through words and thoughts. Something so strong and loving. Something with great power, great will, and great heart.
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