Invisible Neighbours
Best invisible neighbours, up on the roof play music for followers.
A long beak instrument for the best ears to listen, for lovers that understand the meaning of those notes, played by the nature of every sound that we don' t appreciate anymore.
They are there all the time for blind eyes to see, for deaf ears to hear. Still there playing the same song, following the rhythm of life with us.
We aim for a big mansion and the best cars, when what we really need is a little house and a land with vegetables and fruit trees.
Those trees where we can still find those birds singing for tomorrow and our best neighbours to be in touch forever to be seen.
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