why does the sun rise then set after?
wny does the seas roar then behave later?
why does the flowers bloom then bound to wither?
why does the hill get steep then deers always linger?
why did my heart cry though she has no eyes for tears?
why did my heart run though she has no feet for fears?
why did my heart speak though she has no lips for grief?
why did my heart still care to love though she get tired to breathe?
my heart... don't get astray
lead your soul to your home i say
don't get lost ever anymore to hay
it will tear you apart your night and day...
My heart bring on your courage, swift off your grudges
put your armor and shield on so that you will rid out the scratches
beat your rhythm according to your hinge and clutches
enough to be a wanderer...speak and stand with your cases...
Promise to me my heart you will never and never will be again a wanderer
don't torture your rythmm to beat or else you will care for murmur
brace yourself my heart, don't ever try to steal again your contour
i can save you no more if again ever you become lost and a wanderer....
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