I know why the bird sing, cause it was a sunny day. The sun kisses her golden skin leaving it marked up by it's heated revenge. thristy from the sun that calls her name knowledge child, I live for you're flourish beauty that just looks so amusing. Her presence is so well known it makes you feel like you belong. wanting from what had been a home to "knowledge" that make you think you're the only one. Knowledge is a fact that will pick you're brain and leave It there to originate.