terça-feira, setembro 22, 2009

The rest of our lifes

Talvez não faça sentido algum o que escrevi, mas alguém há de encontrar aqui algum sentido.

Trees and kings and lemony drops fields.
Dazzling trough my eyes
painting stripes as you pass by
wobbling trough the smile you could have done.
As I see the good life I could have
we smile for the rest of our lifes
trees and kings and lemony drops fields
singing to the sun and to the dark
lightening the sun with leaves we left by.
As you turn me back in the night
I just smile you back
as you smile into the wind
as the queen of what you don't have
as the queen of the one you don't love.
And if you turn to me as like
a tree dances with the wind
I would be a king dancing in the sun.
Trees and kings and lemony drops fields.