this evening was different br crimsom red clouds with passion looking down br every leaves on trees on plants looking up br amidst the birds so confusing br jig and jump over br they can sense death br br in the romance of these sadness br br I was breathing quietly br So that this dying little bird br Learn to breath again br br Little heat from the sun left br Lifting the movements of soul br Soul stirred br I thought this right this time br Now now now br Yes yes br Now br Eyes half opened br Heaven’s door half opened br Like the first cry of new born babe br Awakens the smile of dying mother br br You don’t need to fly now br Though you have wings stronger br Breath first br br then with br my love br fly awaybr br lovita j r morangbr br