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Sacrament
i couldn't touch that sky
not when it started to cry
but I left my sacrament out there
with a song to a strange familiar
it was the moment I felt at ease
when i finally sang that song to he
with nerves of silver i gave my gold
to that stranger i met along the road
with nerves of silver i gave my gold
i cant touch the sky either. often i think if we could, would it still be real?
Hmmm... I don't know. What IS
Hmmm... I don't know. What IS real? And who says we can't touch the sky?
maybe we could if we stay up high
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Sing it HW
I could hear it!
nicely sung!
smiles, Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
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Thanks Koko
I want to! I'm a wee bit shy when it comes to my voice but every once in a while I surprise myself.
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