billions now trillions; numbers that have lost...
swear words that have lost their sting...
the infinite roads of my imagination
save me in dark...
as the night becomes the day
a false dawn! swilling thoughts, capture the...
banging on the internal doors of the mind
demanding an opening...
I wonder deep within. were the future is heading
I have always placed value, on first-hand accounts...
pandemic is on the run
concessions all gone, time to stand up...
{Chorus/Hook}:
Woman is a Goddess...
life is perceived to be a long road
seen against time itself, it’s nothing...
I have this gift, that I have been given
to stay in the moment...
There was an old lady,
who lived on the floor...
my path going forward, clinging to the cliff face...
a stark reminder that reflections, are not always...
delusion a comforter of note...