FLYING UNKNOWN

Black birds fleet, flying unknown
Like fat fields lost in tempo
Steam is following iceberg’s blood flow
Searching mountain’s lips for burning snow
 
Her wings are light and sleep at night
She wears her woe inside her soul
Love holds no more what fear is for
Those tears roll slow and burn the snow
Flying unknown…
 
East winds blowing, westward shadows
Moon is peeking through the clouds
Many moments are lost when they go
Like when the desert is burning in snow
 
Her wings take flight and eyes are bright
She holds her fears inside her tears
This man she sees will ask her please
To let her woe burn in the snow
Flying unknown…
 
Her wings and might will give her sight
She gives her love and flies above
Until the clouds in blue-black crowds
Drop down a flow of burning snow
Flying unknown…
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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