If you want me find me, in the desert with the camels. Lost and never found, It is an absolute delight. The sand sets me free. Bury me in the sand in the sand in the sand
From one gutter to another, Until we're lowered ever lower, There's monsters in our room, But we're safe under the covers, And I'm not afraid of death, Just scared to death to suffer.
Purple Flowers On the bowers The colour made up of red and blue A beautiful smell and Awesome hue A colour of passion A kind of fashion A purple pleasure To admire at leisure!
Summer days Pass by With the flow of time Everything's changing The air seems heavier And fresher at the same time The winds are calling out Bringing the rain closer A sad time for some To stay locked up in And freedom to others To dance and sway Under the gentle teardrops Of the sky!