Sprouting world.Sprouting world. As aliens observe through their blobby windows, They can see us swarming around like ants … What virus has actually caught our minds? What is actually the most divine occupation?Sprouting world.
The lightning flashes trough heavens, Eternally chased by the crack of thunder. The Angels swear as they fall down to earth. Oh boy, did they ever see, us?
Aliens need no glasses, Telescopes, psychologists or whatever. Just at first sight, this case is done. Humankind has become nuts, to them.
Angels spread out their wings, They long to get back u
ShanezoryShanezory. For all the happenings of the past, My offer is only limited, and short. For all the feelings those have appealed, My solution is only simple, and ineffective.Shanezory
In a time filled with feelings, Words rained down from the sky. Many people ran for shelter, But not you, not shanezory.
He pointed his umbrella towards the sky, Looked up trough the rain of words, It was he, who said Hi to the letters, While they rained down upon our heads.
They rapidly ran down his umbrella, Embracing the feelings he’s gone through, They fell down
Have faith, brother.Have faith. Young reading padawan, Marking my words ‘useless’ My sharp tongue slices words, To be swallowed easily, by you.Have faith, brother.
Have faith my friend, Good things are to come, Flowers are to sprout, Children are to bloom.
New leaders will rise, New thoughts will be spread, A higher moral will lived, Trough the streets of miles.
Believe in yourself, young ruler, It is you, and your generation, Who actually matter eventually, In twenty years, no nagging mothers.
A time is to come, Prophecies fulfilled, Feeling
Its such a beatiful day.It’s a beatiful day. Oh baby, can’t you see? Sunlight flying trough the leaves, The bird, floating over seas, The mightiest work of the painter, Oh baby, can’t you see? It can all be ours!Its such a beatiful day.
Oh-oh baby, look out yer window! Check out the purity of this world, Our conviction lies within belief! Fate and faith, hand in hand, Playing a matches of cardgames. Oh-oh baby, look! It’s a beautiful day.
Sunlight falls down on our bare heads, Everybody’s doing something else, I’m writing this for you, so you can see … Oh please baby, let me be you
Vic
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