And you shall cry out

I will hear
With the forest as your witness and flowers in your hair

The days will shorten and your nails grow longer

peace of mind a bottle of wine

takes more than a touch to feel fine

and you shall dance through the meadow

the skies cry rainbows

we untangled fingers as the sun rose

pictures fall like autumn leafs

we ride the wind with pride

nothing's allowed but we won't be denied

Jeg er så poetisk av meg.

neida. Jeg bare skriver ned det som detter ned i hode mitt.