Kindness Kind I Pilot
Shall we dance, with flares overhead
Blues and those greens and some reds.
Exploding my visions before my thoughts.I cannot let this
mind take my heart.
Bombs falling from the moon up above.
Hit this home with me.
Now I’m free to roam freely.
Trying not to get hit.
But I’m running towards the sparks.
They ignite me, they will light me,
With no fight in me.
