You're sitting alone
You're heating your life
But you don't understand
YOU created this knife
In your soul is a pain
And you can't get asleep
And you missing by Jane
But tomorrow will change
You will change all your thoughts
You will rush into art
You will try to create
Something beautiful, smart.
But still after some time
You will drop it away
Cause you can't all the time
To keep only the way.
So... forget everything
Don't through you into it
Just try to remember
That you're always in sleep...
Your creation
© Copyright: Margaret, 2003
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