Capitalism - Butterflies wing

I started with a tear and a smile...

Hopes to see behind the veil for a while...

She was the reflection of God, for what God said...

I saw a desire for support under her shed...

For i was a butterflies wing in the storm...

Going on...

Going on...

Thoughts were told and paradise was gold...

Numbers gave goals to hold...

Steering in books and intellect...

Meant nothing at last to be like the rest...

For i was a butterflies wing in the storm...

Gong on...

Going on...

I went for the bread...

All set for that mechanical being...

To feed her, to live that dream...

Never knew, i was just an unheard scream...

That flock and that stream...

They grew upon while i got older...

My each day became a dead dream...

For they reached an age when i wanted a shoulder...

For i was a butterflies wing in the storm...

Going on...

Going on...

Left with the thoughts and memories...

Why couldn't i be what i ever felt in me...

As weak as a child again...

O father i am sorry today for the pain...

O mother, you are the desire, the heaven to steal...

For i was a butterflies wing in the storm...

Going on...

Going on...

O'you Old Man...

Reflect!

Serene Souls Playing Love - The Dance with Angels

The Games were once made...

They played with love all through...

Hands were real and touch was new...

Smile was bream and tears were true...

Approached the man...

I wish we could percieve before...

I wish we can...

Go back...

To Where The Games Were Once Made...

They Played With Love All Through...

He Tore your soul...

The paradise pull to pieces...

I stood in thy doorway...

Couldn't hold onto your hands...

When...

Approached the man...

I wish we could perceive before...

I wish we can..

Go back...

To where the games were once made...

You played with love all through...

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