The general election fast approach, reelin lies, The political jellyfish elite, pretend to have spines, For a short period, no vague indifference, the illusion of ties
To watch the disk of life, illuminate give birth to colors, hold dear it speaks to my spirit, my implicate innate there is nothing in this world to fear each living tree three hundred year
Dunes in the summer eve The sun already traversed the sky, arms linked, soul stepping into the tide, the sun kissed your skin, and reminded me why once you made me shy.
The golden break of an inky void, Breaks the fast of the cleansed earth, Golden blue invigorates the mass, Our hearts, our souls open and magnify. Paulo walks and nobody ignores him,
