Give me this moment, just to see me through – the night and dawn, of your light so true.
Lookin’ back on how it was in years gone by,
And the good times that I had;
Makes today seem rather sad, so much has changed…
Whoever said art had to last?
A second, or a thousand years; does that make it any less?
Chronicles of an ‘interesting’ life. I do not quite recommend living one unless you are ready.
Honesty scares people. Don’t you think? They can’t understand why…
Or perhaps they just can’t imagine it in themselves.
