Nightly bridging roses of everlasting light
Flowering infusions explode and then ignite
Colourful epephanies brighten up my mind
Leaving shadows in only the darkest corners you won't find
Filled with light my inner eye can't see
Only in the gloom can my creativity be free

Plainly spoken I still misunderstand
On firm ground I still stumble when I land
Confused when everything is in its proper place
Breathing fresh air my mind inhales mace
Whakefully I live in my oun dream world
Painting a wall white I paint my life's mural

Flamboyantly frisky opening my mouth
Happilly I turn around and point my body south
Away over the hills I hear a voice calling
But when I hear the words, I find myself bawling
Utter anguish flows from someone else's heart
And I just sit there and cry, not willing to do my part.