lyrics

The words become music 
lips. Singin 'in the stories, 
them out of the dancing inside of you. 
Rhymes of the ghost, 
country music song to create a melody. 
I get up often stands for the stars, 
with a bright light 
I may sometimes dance 
was seen in the darkness of night. 
Anger, and love, 
their life in soup 
seasoned. 
I poems to spice 
Sprinkle with; rhymes take off 
again and again, and again. 
I know you sometimes 
kissed me. 

I send greetings to the sharp 
love, rhymes languish 
hide yesterday. 
For lovers of the bridge inside me, 
temperature of the heart will build. 
Suspension bridge, a road to tomorrow 
nature of the load-bearing.