I eat of my childhood
What lies awake
At night I try to find
The last remains
Of it all
Why fear
When it only brings
Pain
I live life as a shelve
On a lengthy bookcase
Waiting for a story to land
On me
What lies awake
At night I try to find
The last remains
Of it all
Why fear
When it only brings
Pain
I live life as a shelve
On a lengthy bookcase
Waiting for a story to land
On me