Somedays I realize
That I'm alive
I can see the sun over me
But swirling clouds are sailing/over
Bird frozen in its flight, ninja standing on the spike
Of a christian campanile
Flesh and bone decay, my mind so slowly fades
Grabbing me with curly nails,
Happiness stands from its throne
Speaking to us citizens
Never surrender
But everything seems so
Casual
Like the seed that falls and breaks out
From the old womb of the soil, to the
Pleasure of a life without confliction
Anymore