As sun catches the beads that fall like fire from...
Pure bliss courses through my veins...

The girl fights to control herself
She falls apart but the same time is contained...

This is not how you should see me this is not who...
these are just my feelings of sadness and despair...

You may see me on my journey soaring to the peaks...
Following the smooth road but always making a...

Here I lay,
In the center of this vast field...

Who are you,
Why are you here...

Here I sit in this tiny office,
Alone and bored but always mounds of work to do...

My hands are yellow
As are my feet...

Yesterday is always there
And tomorrow is a mystery...

At the end of the river time stands still
While you weren't looking you drifted down stream...