It's been a long time since
Sultan's miseries have empowered
This soul,
These hands can't even paint
Like that empty lover
Singing under the rain
The same spot
Where ' Speak to an Angel' was cast
Stories only began
After the last start
Writing lyrics the guitar can speak
Thankful children rock to the beat
In the after hours
My vocal comes to a rest
Sleepless like my mother's sleep...
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