Lost in a tear drop,
running down my cheek...
Thoughts linger in my mind
What they are, I can't find...
I am the son of the desert sand,
Where camels roam the Arid land...
If you should go to the zoo on Callivary Square
You'll find an odd assortment of wild life living...
Living within a life
That has no meaning...
Violets are blue and roses are red
But what do you do when the flowers are dead...