you’re leaving in the land where you've seen the first br light and as you're living in the land which full of br abundance, whisper me dear the failure of your success, br that sublime of my promise of the past, waiting the br glittering darkness to shine in my sight br br the day when the star believe the beginning of the night br is the day where, the light comes in its amazing grace br of glooming sky, as it wondered in the sea; wishing to br obey the harboring morning in the sun of the horizon line br beneath the ocean wave of time br br rise and stand, dear heart and sings that song, of never br had ever sang, the hand still stand, in every minute of br every strand, waving like a tiny finger catches little drops br of moist in the golden moon, fuming to wait in the br humming wind in the night with fun br br hurdle that bits and pieces, loose your grip, the mind can't br understand what the heart resist, the bottom tap is to br sweet like butterfly wish to seat, in the bottom tap, lies a br sipping tips of needle, where everybody always find the br day to find as easy to lie br br close your heart and open your soul, a dried up tears in br you’re wonderful sight, will blind your beautiful eye, be br wary of the rain that touches your hair, and suck the br countless cooled day, a wagon await your stay like fancy br in your neck ready to slay, your beautiful morning is out of br your mercy br br today is to believe that yesteryears apart is a dream to br fulfill and a moment of the past, welcome to see today as br the beginning of every yesterdays return.........