We're all just the news
Some perfect mistake
We want it to loose
And turn into lake
And say by the steps
Two moments ago
Heart beating in beds
So ruthless to know
When I’m getting half
Of world made of silk
Planes soaring above
Paint sky with a milk
Desire to pray
To burn in the Sun
In searches of bay
The last hears none
Believe who we are
And what we can do
Wind blows too far
With sail it flew
We’re preachers that fight
We blossom in wars
Our weapon is sight
By weakness we’re caught
If never get back
We’re covered with steel
Held laughter in bag
Take nothing to feel
We’re creatures of God
Fragile, we brake
To love or love not
Our life is at stake
Perfect mistake
© Copyright: Максим Савельев, 2008
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