Couldn’t be better
Never will
The view that it takes
What a difference this makes
I can fill the breeze, coming from the trees.
The coming of the birds, of the cold and freeze
To the mornings where they awake me
And with the sounds, they make me
Fly like the wind,
Freeze like the water in the hills.
This morning feels
Like the greatest
Here in the country-side
I live the life
And the end and the beginning
Make the world keep spinning
Data: 18/10/2007
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