THE ART OF IRINA

I'll forgive you no doubt Pain will slowly dissolve When my heart stops to shout And the sky clears above I'll forget you no doubt...

It started with a muddled bat Or so they say Could also been a not so secret lab Some scream - there's just no way A week became a month...

Today the sun is not the same The sky is filled with sorrow The birds and flowers are to blame The songs and all that color