Hey beauty

Got that letter on me

In middle English

Village idiot.


I'm not called destiny

for setting sun

come for everyone

time for fun.


hey beauty

I'm running from the

gun

My pocket is a heart

And a watch

for every latchet

To carry on.


lets forget about

it

try to hit the keys

to compose the

bleed.


I would enter

if the door wasn't

hard and cold

let it bleed

and in time

joys will flood this

place.


so

hold on tight

Rainbow don't come

often.