When I say goodnight
I fly with monsoon
Close view
Is not always amuse
Ariel view, it's a maze
I've never seen the bay
So blue, green and dark
Winter sky says goodnight
I head back to motel
City lights
Turning into you
Thrill, film, the lights turn into
Cake walk
Who has the fastest tongue
Why should I bleed my grace
My absolute repressed
So I walk away
To the flying field
Winter sky is crying
I finish that folk tale
Freezing night
Mirage on the full moon
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