And sometimes reality's biting
Its blade roomed in the backbone of your dreams
Your polished shoes move your blurred lines
You're seeking peace with the wrong eyes
Stretch your arms above the ground
This shadow cross, needs all your praise
Whole life is 30 000 days
And there's a reason for your gnawed nails
Keep walking love!
Keep walking, love , you're a poem on feet
The world is the ink into which your steps will dip
The prints that you'll leave at the end of the day
Will pave the road for the next poem I'll say
And there the sun is like a red match,
Standing at dusk and ready to be struck;
You stand alone on the day's rim,
Lonely just like a stray dog's barking
You, once solid as the summer light;
You, once sharpened as the teenage eye;
You now cut by words, like cut by knives
You extend the solitude of skies
Keep walking, love , you're a poem on feet,
The world is the ink into which your steps will dip,
The prints that you'll leave at the end of the day,
Will pave the way for the next poem i'll say
Keep walking love
Keep walking love
Keep walking love
You, once solid as the light;
You, once sharpened as the teenage eye;
You, once solid as the light;
Keep walking love
You, once sharpened as the teenage eye;
Keep walking love
Keep walking, love , you're a poem on feet
The world is the ink into which your steps will dip,
The prints that you'll leave by the end of the day
Will pave the way for the next poem I'll say
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