I'm walking through a park
A lamp post lights my way...
Some days are good,
and others are bad...
The sight of grandma
in her slow walk towards the sink...
After many years of dull routine,
Of blending into the growing crowd...
Once again I put pen to page
Spill my guts on a wood pulp stage...
I've gone from standing trying to sit
To sitting trying to stand...
I asked my *Maurluq if it was possible to travel...
She told me when we travel to the tundra's of our...
Staring quietly
At the stars in the sky...
You know I will never forget
I may never forget all the pass...
I have no words
for how i feel right now...
Every dark night meets the dawn
Are the knights of dark ages gone...
Non-rhyming Retourne)
Ocean of dreams is all I see...