Its 20 past 4 for now

by RedRose   Feb 17, 2009


They disappear in a puff of smoke.
The troubles of everything gone in a gasp.
The fire burns up my face and i dont care.
I just lie back, fire burn, smoke gasp and float in the air.

I look up at the sky with no troubles to be seen.
My eyes glare on the sun shining brighter than ever.
It didnt hurt.
The fire burns up my face and i dont care.
I just lie back, sun glaring, smoke gasp and float in the air.

Feel the sounds and sights of life within me.
Music is all that matters.
Colours are all i see.
No black and white.
Its heaven right now laying on the clouds of smoke.
The fire burns up my face and i dont care.
I just lie back, colours appearing, smoke gasp and float in the air.

It will go on until the troubles fight back.
I dont care for them anymore.
I want what i just had in heaven.
So when the time comes i'll go back.
Until then, i sort the troubles finally.
April is the time of the sun.
The 20 is the number that takes me back to heaven,
This is the fire that burns up my face and i dont care.
And i just lie back, sun glaring, colours appearing, smoke gasp and float in the air.

They disappear in a puff of smoke.
The troubles of everything gone in a gasp.
The fire burns up my face and i dont care.
I just lie back, fire burn, smoke gasp and float in the air.

--- RedRose ---

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