Monday, January 7, 2013

Walking Under The Sun

Dust on the road
Cars come and go
Yellow and bright
That was sun
Who cares
About the sun
Do you care
Sweat dripping on your face
You forgot how it taste
Can be at the beach, in the field
The sun above
Shine and bright
Keep on walking
Feel the sun burning
The sun, the brain, the heart
Never mind
It still give you the good

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