Out of the emptiness of the city
The road faces the sky without wings
There's no light in my eyes
I'm in a hurry with my soul between my legs
A peaceful scene
It's all thought
It's ridiculous to say it or not
The pain is short and the road is long
Heaven does not blame the old to grow desire
The wheat is still growing against the sun
The birds in the sky always make me look around
It just feels warm and cold, no weight
Out of the emptiness of the city
The road faces the sky without wings
There's no light in my eyes
I'm in a hurry with my soul between my legs
The resentment began to swell
Flying like a tail
Tears are warm and the weather is cool
Is the destination your vision
I can't be as kind as a farmer anymore
But the wheat is still growing in anger at the sun
Start dancing in the wind with no direction
Or close your shoelaces and listen to the singing in the distance
Start dancing in the wind with no direction
Or close your shoelaces and listen to the singing in the distance
Start dancing in the wind with no direction
Or close your shoelaces and listen to the singing in the distance
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