Those Pilgrims...

Blame, "let me say i stay near by you"

And it just blow inconstant souls around of

Me and my fear pass by

Covered moon, you know why

Shall we wonder all night long? you and i

I'm painting moods and my colour is not enough

Palette won't dare paintbrush trust

I sculptured face but nothing but a monster i made

Chisel is scred of hammer shade

It disappears as soon as you stroke my mind

Apprehension the same time

We watch the stars, you know the name of thatone

Dreamers vision realized

Like some pilgrims slowly go by

Sad and lonely trees where two birds fly

In its autumn tint from lighting in the sky

Shall we carry on? we got to carry on!

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