The sun forgets my name again,
I wake in gray, I stay in bed...
In our Hearts there shines a Lantern
In our hearts there shines a lantern...
Can you hear the gentle murmur
Of the brook as it glides by...
In war torn Gaza where bloods
Flows and tears...
Seein' this pale face, those sad eyes got me...
What happened to the kid who was always flippin...
I don't wish to be a selfish person with...
at that tender age when one still believed
openly bleeding wounds make for devotion...
unravel stigmas
by acknowledging feelings...
for many a thought have now gone astray
once boisterous clacking keys now grey...
Sometimes we look far too deep
Or choosing paths that are too steep...
I was clearing up my garden
As last night there was a storm...
When looking at the puzzle
Of the jigsaw that I solved...