Early summer

What have I founded
Into this new sky?
Is there something I can hear in the wind?

I have thought it was
Just a bit easier
To grow and to understand a sense.. the sense

But have you noticed?
Winter is finished
And I can’t give a name for this strange spring

I guess I should be
Everyday different
To change myself as this amazing light..this light

And I can call this season early summer
‘cause the sun on my palms is like a brother
My prison’s not yet broken
But I’ve new gods to adore
And all my power is ready to hurt

Now I just shake my reason like the butter
To make esc drops of water from the fire
‘cause the days have no number
And time’s an invention
We are alive only something to learn

And in the garden
I take my pleasure
Watching the rays of sun falling down

I like to think that
Every little ray
It is God’s answer for a prayer.. prayer

And I can call this season early summer
‘cause the sun on my palms is like a brother
My prison’s not yet broken
But I’ve new gods to adore
And all my power is ready to hurt

Now I just shake my reason like the butter
To make esc drops of water from the fire
‘cause the days have no number
And time’s an invention
We are alive only something to learn