The sun shines, the birds
sing
What glorious things
today will bring
I look down
and all i see
are large fields of green in front of me.
When I open my eyes this is not my
view
fighing, drugs, deaths, pure are the few
this conscience world is crumbing down
for
we
accept sin all around
I wish I could close my eyes to
see
and my dreams become reality.
(c)
DRAWINGHEARTSINTHESAND_
