drago boric

The Knife-LIKE A PEN

Sharpen my body like a pen
Come on I need to show it
Something to small for a lense
If I rub it if I wipe it

Guiding with one single hand
Nothing`s wrong you like the feeling
I am all over the land
Come on I need to show it

Back on the mountain again
I was standing watching seasons
You are now my only friend
I´m too heavy
I`m the burden

Sitting and picking on myself
It`s a shiny shiny morning
And when the light finds my eye
I`ll be fleeting like a scent

I hold my breath and then count to three
On and on outworn
Must be five hundred degrees
Will it show on my show