It drips down in a soggy embrace, Leaving a trail in its wake... It drips down in a soggy embrace, Leaving a trail in its wake...

Stop nature's loud cry...give soul to the dry trees... Stop nature's loud cry...give soul to the dry trees...

Today and tomorrow. The silver of wisdom ; The green shoots that thrive Embrace ever Today and tomorrow. The silver of wisdom ; The green shoots that thrive ...

I am your addiction, I will never let you sleep, I am your addiction, I will never let you sleep,

The poem shows that sometimes we do not know why few things happen. The poem shows that sometimes we do not know why few things happen.

With a broad smile on his face and, Burning love on his eyes I embraced him. With a broad smile on his face and, Burning love on his eyes I embraced him.