Spontaneous questions
To the answers been given
Are never launched ventures
So hard to believe in
We step on the crossroad
To find a new path
Horizon looks cold
And stares at us
There’s nothing to tell him
In a try to convince
The chances are melting
In the dark ever since
But close to freedom
Forgive our habit
To destroy any kingdom
In order to save it
We’re weak when it’s needed
And strong at occasions
Although it leaded
To problems and dangers
We often look forward
In search for a sunlight
That’s gonna bring hope
To the rest of the backside
No matter, what difference
Reveals ourselves
If anyone listens
When nobody cares
We are every sound
Of this crazy world
With love in compound
And worthy to hold
We Are
© Copyright: Максим Савельев, 2009
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