free flowing water
the air is so warm
it breathes for you
it sees through you before the storm
and if the lake can't
be the sister
to the moon
to the river
to the sun
the leaves are falling
cutting the moonlight
they brake the waves
gazing to the stars
and if the lake can't
be the sister
to the moon
to the river
to the earth
i know i wouldn't be strong
wouldn't be brother to the moon
i know i wouldn't be strong
wouldn't be sister to the woods
