Track No.1 ,Time For Creation.
The wind burst though the door
Something might fall out the window
I might be that thing, if I'll give up me strings
So I write these words
I write them close
So they'll be warm
I wish I new how to play the flute
Then my mouth will be busy to sing these last words
From me to the world
I'm up I'm down
I'm in the middle between success and disaster.
The burned wall plug I wont fix
The dirty door I won't clean
They'll come and see
This house was never mine
Even so, a part of me was born here and the other just died
I'm up I'm down
I'm in the middle between success and disaster.
The wind burst though the door
Something might fall out the window
I might be that thing
if I'll give up me strings
So I write these words
I write them close
So they'll be warm
I with I new how to play the flute
I'm up I'm down
I'm in the middle
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