domingo, 18 de dezembro de 2011

The Time



I’m sitting here with all the things you taught me
You said I should be faithful
I’m trying to be
Now I hear the sounds of hope
And wait for the dream come true
I keep walking on this road
I intend to meet you
Someday
These messages may become real
Old words will be uttered and new stories will appear
Books will be revealed
There will be no fear
But I’m still sitting here
Capturing the air
Melting the guns to create a bell
When it is ready
We will ring it and announce that the time has come

"We grow old
So does the world"

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