Crying Violins
Shine Beams touch and tickle your Face.
I slowly glance at the reflections
that glisten on your eyes.
Like a Crying Violin playing deep within you
I understand.
This spark forever keeps me warm.
Lighting the Kindling within me.
Blossoming energy between us.
So we can understand.
Wind sweeps the fields before us.
As our journey starts to begin.
In this Life we travel Endlessly
With these Crying Violins.
I slowly glance at the reflections
that glisten on your eyes.
Like a Crying Violin playing deep within you
I understand.
This spark forever keeps me warm.
Lighting the Kindling within me.
Blossoming energy between us.
So we can understand.
Wind sweeps the fields before us.
As our journey starts to begin.
In this Life we travel Endlessly
With these Crying Violins.
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