Magic tale of the liars

One soul fighting hard, One to raise champagne Branded with unrest Does the heart beat the same? We are a generation Carrying this shame. Sleepless nights of thoughts To start a fight again. No sense...

I was high in the sky above my thoughts. Without my wings, still I could sing The song of our souls. Echoes of silent voices reflected off the air. Once we all sang to the tunes We left the world to...