Forward Angels.

Now that you come into my life

Your eyes shine shine shine

Why have I been running

It the time

Soon

It is the weather

The breaking of butter

Clasping the distance

Into another

Forms of pleasure

And in the name of life

She looms higher

There is empty horizons

The ship forces it's way through

Wind softening the soul

Drinking in the moistures

Feelings like drinking

Drinking the dew

Touching her hand

Leading the future

O sweet Adriana.