The Moon roll over
Slowly
On her belly
Like she's dying
A Whale split the Ocean
Angrily
Because he never heard your footsteps
Yesterday
And somewhere
In the middle of the wilderness
Late at night
A Lion sits quietly
Listening to your tears falling
And me
I miss you everyday
We are all waiting
Till you come back again
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