The things that I want to say are not important to me
Beside the echo of the universe calling through me
And all the songs of all the birds that died in winter
All the laughter still stuck in your throat
The stories that I tell no meaning me
noise hear in whispering the lonely souls
And every for attention
Like the lonely
that want say no meaning
Beside of the universe calling
All grey blue shimmering in winter
And birds summer
The stories that want have no to me
Against I of all souls
that
all the unrevealed
I it, you can do
I am just an little human ambition to world of war hate
make space for to and heal together
can in peace
your eyes and ears, see, listen