“Collaboration celebration, as we live life of noise creation.
Like vegetation, warmed up by sun, cooled off by ocean,
but unlike leaves, we feel another’s heart distortion.
We’re single, but we’re just a portion, proportioned to this world.
We might be in the middle of the warmest motion, while some of us are cold.
So blue and cold, someone is always looking at grey skies.
So bright, was their sunrise but didn’t offer any warmth.
With pain, they shut their eyes, just trying to escape within their minds…”
@1998-2010 Michael Lerman (MichaelsLyric.com)