Years
You keep flying O' years
But you never look back
At the mountains a man bears
After your flight with his luck
You keep flying O' years
In the blink of the eye
Ignore the blur it wears
And the towering dream you stultify
Years you pass faster than a single day
You 're wickedenough in your own way
In hiding behind days 'n no one knew
However you fly I stay younger than you
Fade in the distance but let poetry remain
My child inside; Sail! My heart is engine too
For if you travel by wind I do travel by pain
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