Poetry at the end of twilight

sometimes remembering my childhood
running at the end of dusk
trying to get away from pursuit
my royalty

I said I do not need math
I know I'm a big artist

sometimes crossed the old days
awake at the end of the night
trying to stop the course of time
holding back early morning

I said I did not wake up too early
I know I'm a big artist

looking at the rain, lonely quiet
looking for answers to the world
let's sit down with a cup of coffee lending your fire
we celebrate the silence

sometimes pictured at that time
you sit with me
trying to play the tone waves
anxious to find a song

I said later I made a song
I know I must be an artist

looking at the rain, lonely quiet
looking for answers to the world
let's sit down a cup of coffee cup of your fire
we celebrate the silence

looking at the rain, lonely quiet
looking for answers to the world
let's sit down with a cup of coffee lending your fire
we celebrate the silence

looking at the rain, lonely quiet
looking for answers to the world
let's sit down a cup of coffee friends I borrow your fire
we celebrate the silence