Blackbird

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Blackbird....

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take this broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take this sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird fly.

Into the light of the dark black night

And the little girl came to me, her eyes were water in water, she cried for more than an hour, I did not say anything, she did not say anything either. Her heart was broken, mine is frozen, her vacant eyes, blue emptiness, still in my memory. When she left I was like a tornado inside of me, but outside I just seem to be a leave falling slowly from a tree, my voice was gone, my words trying to keep you with me, but nothing happened.

I felt her lonely soul, another red leave felt from the tree right to my head, the wind was still blowing from North to South, soon I would have to fly away, the cold water falling from the gray sky, loneliness was not only her soul. It was all over that place.

All your life you were only waiting for this moment to be free...

And now what!? WHAT!?

You are here, you have what you want, need, but now what... you do not know what is going to be next, you do not have anything plan, you do not what to think about what's going to happen, because you do not have any idea about what you want.

...

Black Bird Fly

Memories of a young tree

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Memories of a young tree

Sometimes the tree tries to remember who was the kid that put her in that beautiful place, with many trees, old ones and young ones like her, with small but gorgeous flowers, she tries so hard but the oldest memory that the tree kept is one, the night she opened her leaves and her eyes and the first thing she saw was the brilliant moon in the black sky, that night the moon was not quite a new moon nor a full moon, she smile she felt like she could do anything.

She was trying to grow up, just a little bit, she wanted to say hello to the eagle that was living in the tree next to her.

The tree has a dream: Fly, high as the eagle until she can reach the moon. She tried everyday and every time she shook her arms and roots, the only thing that happened was that many of her toasted leaves fell down and covered the purple flowers at her roots.

The window was as cold as your eyes the day I went away...

I know your heart is fearful, but mine it's frozen.

The tree that caught the tear

The tree that caught the tear

And the tear touched the sky...

A tree sitting on my bed,

staring at the moon,

that shines through my window.

And she tried to touch his heart,

but the only thing her hand touched

was the cold in her window,

another tear fell from his eyes.

And he was alone in the moon,

the shadows of his fears,

his heart was as cold as

the air in a winter storm.

And the blue sky with white clouds,

and the wind blowing her hair,

shinning on the early morning.

Just you wait and feel.

She was trying to write something,

but the stupid computer

did not let her do it.

Don't blame -said the purple rabbit.

And she fell asleep in the park

And the tree hugged her while

the moon shinning in the sky

with the shadows all around.