Thoughts on paper, not too sure why, Brought to cater, a very pure cry. Things fall apart, this can't be real, Feel my heart, many layers to peel. Time of past, if only could take back, Climb the mast, the view cold and black. One more chance, should it be granted, Inner core dance, could be planted. Wait and see, is all I can do, Pain set free, ..... together with you.
