Brushfire fairy tales...

Traffic in the sky

words coming

words going

Let it rain

no more cry

no more waste of time

waiting, wishing, dreaming

look to the horizon

raise the sun again

wake up stronger

no more cry

just another day

dream big and make it true

all the good is coming your way

see the blue

listen again your heart

enjoy the melody of the waves

enjoy the smell of the sea

wake up stronger

the bad is gone

all good things are in your way


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