- Power
The light from the bulb,
All of a sudden gone,
Now rush to find light,
As we stumble,
Waiting for the dawn.
The light from the bulb,
All of a sudden gone,
Now rush to find light,
As we stumble,
Waiting for the dawn.
Warm darkness,
Shadowed on
My honey skin,
Hooded
Grey arrows
In the dark halo
Of my chocolate
I am Rush.
Nothing is worth my
‘No time.’
So hurry now to
Catch my
Running storyline.
Take my hand,
And let your other hold on to a kite that is a
Shooting Star.
The harvest moon will rise above us,
as we fly,
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