Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Confusion
Questions and queries,
with moods of fury,
consume your sanity,
feed your mortality
Buckets of fear,
filled to the brim,
await the moment,
forming a stream
making your choice,
choose what entice,
for that moment of folly,
we act so holy
Strip yourself from clouded thoughts
There're rays of light, piercing through the grey
Pitter and patter, they fall from the sky
Refreshing each moment, you'd want to fly
with moods of fury,
consume your sanity,
feed your mortality
Buckets of fear,
filled to the brim,
await the moment,
forming a stream
making your choice,
choose what entice,
for that moment of folly,
we act so holy
Strip yourself from clouded thoughts
There're rays of light, piercing through the grey
Pitter and patter, they fall from the sky
Refreshing each moment, you'd want to fly
