Windmill
The ragged speaker,
and the stage
made of apple cardboard box
Dry winds blow in there
I heard a starting signal
An endless distance
My favorite song
on the carstereo
Chase off after white coluds
Go on stepping on the gas
The sun rise on a mountain
Clear water tell us
a natural way of life
Star is close to me,
Star is far from me
It is twinking to show
endless possibility
I will go there without planning
The party has real pure eyes
They swing the bottom of the box
Each kindly power whirls
in my presence
I can't stop nor go back,
Broken bottles of coco-cola
Trampled a border line
under foot
Spider's web surround us
We have a good time
Birds fled from bird cage
Dogs took of their collars
Chase off after white clouds
They want the very place,here.
The sun rise on a mountain
Clear water tell us
a natural way of life
Star is close to me,
Star is far from me
It is twinking to show
endless possibility
I will go there without planning
The party has real pure eyes
They swing the bottom of the box
Each kindly power whirls
in my persence
I can't stop nor go back,
The party has real pure eyes
Each kindly power whirls
in my persence
The party has real pure eyes
Each kindly power whirls
in my persence
Writer/s: SOFTBALL
