December 08, 2011

Night Wind

The sun is stepping out
The moon is hiding his nose
Time is walk smooth passing down
I walk in these stairs, my usual course

Late night is behind now
A small breeze touch my hair
Soft and sound, yeah, a small blow
Noone can see it nor hear

I laugh and smile like I'm alive
Noone knows there's only zombie inside
It seems nothing is missing
Just the night wind like this is my only companion on thinking

In the Name of Love and Peace

Ferry TM Silaban