Watching By the Window...
It's raining gods!
A flow of rare colorful gods
Sailors of soil-of-evermore
for last comrades, dreaming the outdoor
It's raining gods
It's raining gods,
the line accross all feigned-glories
their lord's irreversible stories
to remind me that we
were all born to be free
It's raining gods...
Copyright © Johnny Zephir | Year Posted 2006
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