LNT©®VanessaTawer
Every day
there\'s a room
over the way.
Every day,
whether or not
the things be right
on my way
Over infinitum points,
over infinitum
simphony of cords
and lights
and suns
and stars.
I have the key of every night,
if there\'s a star
that shines up
when all about
it\'s on dark.
I have the key
of my whole life
over that time
That stars not shine.
On every instant
round the corner
i must totake
the steering wheel.
I have the key,
I must to shot
the running board
and take the way
by myself.
I must to take
the steering wheel
and take my way
because I have the key.