Under the weeping skyI dreamed of freedom..if only you would give me backthose years, that youth.
With my head held high I waitfor a sign, a joy,they sentenced me to prisonfar from my homeland.
How much time has passedand how much suffering and misery,I live locked in a cagewith my despair.
I didn’t know back thenhow much wrong I had done,no one forgave my mistakesbut you all punished me.
Wandering beneath the sounds of oblivion wandering within the mind of memory. A ringing in the forgotten heart a rescue of feelings, those, —just to remember them. I see you with eyes...
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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