Why cry? When you can laugh.
Jollied Time itself.
Seconds still sway on.
Present moments-
speak the only truth.
For the past is a fickle duel-
between a rose tinted haze.
The future is dream.
An ever present memory.
Why cry? When you can laugh.
Jollied Time itself.
Seconds still sway on.
Present moments-
speak the only truth.
For the past is a fickle duel-
between a rose tinted haze.
The future is dream.
An ever present memory.
Chiselled sculptures-
cracked faces.
Crowded channels.
Fallen fragments-
of what was.
Occupied scenarios-
unsolicited control.
Foundations cracked.
Faded faces.
Fragmented times.
Ain’t got a clue-
when in the blue.
Shuffled thoughts-
juggled mayhem.
Never ceasing.
Ain’t got a clue-
when in the blue.