with shoes well-worn follow these steps
i miss your face your fists your shape
but stay away from forlorn
go where the sun is shining
free from chains of binding
the powers that be are no more
last friday your birthday i saw you were walking
little stone carvings my friends and i were talking about
some kind of peace from the ether I felt in a dream
it was neither naïve nor completely blown steam
You just rock ! I had your melody in my head days after my first listening, but I just couldn't find where I heard it. Until I listened you again and ... bam.
You've got talent, please continue !
Rémi. Rémi Siméon