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7.31.2005
7.22.2005
Naked Sky
I don’t wanna wait
To see that dream
Die in the corner of my room
Don’t wanna be
The eyes of the beholder
Behind the window
Don’t wanna be that plane
Passing through the clouds
Don’t wanna be like that crow
Sitting on the roof
Looking at the people in disgust
Don’t wanna stay on the edge
Hesitating to go inside
Don’t wanna ignore
Every little sense that I find
I wanna go, touch every tree
In that old alley, walking in the town
Understanding every moment of the dawn
When the sky’s giving birth to the sun
Sharing every minute of joy and pain
With people in the street
Away from my room
My world’s out there
Where the sun the meets the mountains
When the stars smile at me
With the world of inspirations
In the ecstasy of
The ultimate imagination
The freedom of my mind
I love to sleep under the naked sky
Sina Mesdaghi
July 20, 2005
To see that dream
Die in the corner of my room
Don’t wanna be
The eyes of the beholder
Behind the window
Don’t wanna be that plane
Passing through the clouds
Don’t wanna be like that crow
Sitting on the roof
Looking at the people in disgust
Don’t wanna stay on the edge
Hesitating to go inside
Don’t wanna ignore
Every little sense that I find
I wanna go, touch every tree
In that old alley, walking in the town
Understanding every moment of the dawn
When the sky’s giving birth to the sun
Sharing every minute of joy and pain
With people in the street
Away from my room
My world’s out there
Where the sun the meets the mountains
When the stars smile at me
With the world of inspirations
In the ecstasy of
The ultimate imagination
The freedom of my mind
I love to sleep under the naked sky
Sina Mesdaghi
July 20, 2005