My eyes always closed
My eyes always closed (11-02-2019)
Why is it so? Reality is always a stony tale. (pause with commas and check also out my music and book)
My dreaming is childish
With eyes firmly closed
To fairy beauty
I’m always disposed
My dreaming is golden
My soul, isn’t stony
I’m childish a dreamer
With heart of a pony
They say it, all simple
The fables are falsely
Up mounted high
Or weighed down coarsely
I’m dreaming around
My eyes always closed
To stony falsehood
I’m not predisposed