From the hiding
Silent tales
Take a look through the glass
Of window at your walls
See the world filled with grass
And wind and people and their souls
Of window at your walls
See the world filled with grass
And wind and people and their souls
Sitting in your private hiding
That killing you day by day
Leads just to soul dying
Turning life's colors into gray
Come into the light
Don't let the dark to stay
See the birds' flight
Be free like they
Feel the whole world around
Visions now are filled with colors bright
Sounds now are more loud
Use the power of your unbounded mind
Sun is on your left hand
And wind is on your right one
Winds are fan your head
Flushed with your glory run
When the life is like a cloudy sky
Sun is seems to far and far away
Don't let yourself crying
It's coming day
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