As I step into this world what do I see?
The flutter of a butterfly or the buzz of a bee,
The wind running along the sky or the roar of the sea,
Then the faint whisper dispelling my sweet harmony,
Then I'm yanked out of the world so suddenly,
As I take off my means of escape I lose to my sensitivity.
Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 7:12 PM UTC
As I step into this world what do I see?
The flutter of a butterfly or the buzz of a bee,
The wind running along the sky or the roar of the sea,
Then the faint whisper dispelling my sweet harmony,
Then I'm yanked out of the world so suddenly,
As I take off my means of escape I lose to my sensitivity.