Valentina

Donkeys start to bray, we sit by the fire, you turn to me and say, its a lonely path alone strung out on a wire, not knowing how it goes, we can't face a train, forever pass the time, just sit here and wait, will our need to flow, melt this sweet desire, sitting here like stone, play extra silly games, ask who is for hire, we must not be slaves, fly to horizon's broken, who cares if its right, love's our best token, rescue us our nights.