PARK AND BIRDS

When I'm in the park, all the birds are flying
When I give them bread, come, to me all of them
birds are memories, come to eat from my hands
And my lonelyness, becomes very good

You said that I would like to feel uncanny
I don't think so
I'm just a guilty with my faults that pursue me...
I never tried to make a better man inside, you know I'm true
Cause I'm feeling ok watching birds and sitting in the park

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Lay down on the sea, all the ash is flying
And the ded blue men, want to go out of there
Papers lighting fine, golden silver horses,
Doubled diamons lining on the floor

You must to wake up

You said that I would like to feel uncanny
I don't think so
I'm just a guilty with my faults that pursue me...
I never tried to make a better man inside, you know I'm true
Cause I'm feeling ok watching birds and sitting in the park