Seagull
Seagull
Yep, it’s a harmless game that we play somehow
You are guarded by a scorpion while I fight a holy cow
Are you loving or not -
After years you will see
It’s a vortex which leads to the grind
When a seagull is caught
And declined by the sea
For God’s sake does he really need wind?
Little angel of mine, ask this question to Jesus above:
Was there a reason to poison this friendship with love?
When the love’s overaged
It’s so easy to see
That your shackles are made of rings
When a seagull is caged
And denied by the sea
For God’s sake does he really need wings?
June 03, 2018
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