Try not to fill it full
Or cool it down
Let the flame of fire go on dancing
For the heart to beat
And the blood to flow and sing
Let dream and desire
As two wings rest not
To fly from one corner
To the other corner of silence
In search of what is lost
And found never
That is how we are to survive
Without a meaning and an end
Roaming around for ever
Sometimes flying
And sometimes falling,
Failing each time
Just at the moment the hand
Reaching a star to pluck
A shore is a death
A full stop, an end of a journey,
Keep burning the thirst
Take the pleasure of swinging
In a cradle of a dancing sea
Let's welcome the kick of a wind
For waves to fall and rise.
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