Daniella

The moon hesitates, it knows where I've been, wind blows through the slates, the clock ticking boom, singing out the scene, me running from that room, I live on generous estates, brave enough to dream, try to keep from being fake, there's things I'll never rue, the songs that beat within me, stuff as sweet as perfume, what makes me really quake, is the thought of need, rescue me God my maker, laugh at why I'm schooled, best has come to be, dance the love of fools, only to be free.