Kiss the Heels of a Stranger
Let's disappear
Embrace the myth
Our souls shall rise again
It's real life in
The lost dungeon
And we forgot the way.
So come on now
It's not a night for crying
We're on our way again
Let's disappear
And come back later
On some other day.
We look to summer
In our winter
Our hands are full of grain
We'll lie together
Beneath this weather
And wash away the rain.
So come on now
It's not a time for crying
We'll never fall again
We'll disappear
And have no fear
We shall return again
When passes the rain.
Sunday, September 18, 2005
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