hastily, the cold breeze fends the warmer times off
shadow lines, faintly curved, show us forms of life
for a day
we fear the rumors of a season
troubled by the echoes
of the cannon song
every hour someone bears the news
of a world shifting out of tune
blood leaves, the city’s trees, missing pages in our books
piano lines, became the things some fathers learnt
in their years
the voice of love that is confessed
finds you at very turn made
what could go wrong
every hour someone bears the news
of a world shifting out of tune
have you seen him
the quickest man on earth
are you close to his tail
for he runs like
he runs like wind
yes he runs like the wind
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