fader's off
fading out there
singer's gone
singing on air
clams fall down
not with forced
liar's gone
life is out there
mocker's off
hopping in air
crying comes down
not with sham tears
09. Wile
now you rise
when the sun rise
trees in eyes
flicker in the wind
the moon beams on
it goes pink on
off the ground
you may see her flying