Sighs of the night,
fears of your fright.
Desperation of delay,
I see you see it my way.
Suspicion of another,
you in the cutter.
Awake of the crys,
the need of your trys.
Motivation of a wildcat,
the speed of all that.
Weekness of a rat,
blindness of a bat.
Tiredness as you can see,
the buzzing of a bee.
flowers of the open fields,
of the open fields.
As the wind blows,
shall the earth flow.
Calls slow tonight so able to hop on net . great piece from the memory box!