Sometimes I feel
That we only play games
Not the one we used to play
But the ones that hurt the most
Building castles in the sand
Seeing them been washed away
And those waves will take it all
They don’t know the other way
Will I ever learn the rules?
Where to find the passage ways
To the castles made of stone
Built withstand the stormy waves
Will you take me to the sea?
Where the waves wash us away
Cause they know where is to go
Cause they know the better way
About the Creator
Gabriele Liutke
My name is Gabi, now live in London, originally from Vilnius and I am an artist, musicial, BA graduate of Music performance and production course. Trying to share my world view through my music and thoughts, also sometimes old film cameras
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