Changed By a Four Piece Band
Karina Klesko

promises, promises
kiss me, hold me
over and over again
I turn off the music
and listen to the passion
of the wind
growing stronger

excuse me,
for not getting it,
dreams
don't always come true
the way we expect
so now you're
hitching a ride
on a train to the past
trying to get yourself a bargain

a fast ride
where fragments of love
become a blur of autumn fields,
smoke across the moon
another ending to another song