She swept apart the vibrant beads
That opened up to her imagination
She soon found
All around
Incredible sensations
And when it was time
Again to go home
She added these moments
To her ever growing tome
She swept apart the vibrant beads
That opened up to her imagination
She soon found
All around
Incredible sensations
And when it was time
Again to go home
She added these moments
To her ever growing tome
Do you hear the voice tossed in the rain
Crying out lost in pain
Do you reach out to that
Heart, broken
Trying to get through
Who will turn away
When that voice is you
Grey skies above
The blue below
I felt the winds
That long ago
Brushed past
Their fleeting moments
Not built to last
Far more behind
Than up ahead
Do I choose fear
Or perhaps awe,
Instead