6/12/2003 

.don't ask
air:

I got something else to do
i will find another place
i could travel for the world
never asking where i am.

I see something in the air
in the distance see a smile
i get closer next to you
then i'm thinking, what did i?

Once i wrote some fairytales
and i've wish be part of that
then i watch behind my back
now i am a bigger five.

No one understand a thing
no one ask what does it mean
anyone cares what they said
and this is just another race.-
 
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