empty focus, scatter brained
losing touch without a doubt
with empty colours i have been stained
there is a desperate need to break out
i love the rain
hot, hot sun drains my soul
just sitting on an empty train
little fragments of my control
off on the side
desperately hopeful
wishing for ears so i can confide
many words that knock my skull
nobody thinks so nobody knows
what do these illusions mean
i want to make your radiance grow
beautiful things that can be seen
deep in the forest
there was once a fire
clean cut images i am blessed
my heart is on fire
i am in love
with childish possibilities
sitting way up above
unreachable capabilities
with the sky real low
my arms reach so high
i want to make your atmosphere grow
and in it you will fly
i went for a swim
in the allure of perfect harmony
as i drown the lights grow dim
this misery is funny
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