crying , screaming , fading

beautiful as the music that i'm hearing
together like one, and you'll have a ring
i'm stoned, i've survived another day
people talk, talk, talk, but they have nothing to say
anyway,
i'm still here missing you
you know me good , you know it's true
i can't fly no longer, you took my wings
please feed my hunger , listen how the angel sings
it aint snowing in july
so fly , butterfly, fly high
i aint going no where , i'm still waiting
crying , screaming , fading
once again the sign turns red
'thanks for trying', thats what she said.

06h a.m 09.09.08

Estigma Bastos