My mind is wondering off again, it happens all the time
No matter what I'm doing, to another land I climb
This land is so hypnotic, it makes me feel alive
It wraps me up in cotton wool and floats me on a high
I float through sensory spaces, every part of me is touched
It spins me round so slowly, nothing in this land is rushed
This land is where I want to stay, a haven that feels safe
This land that I call HOPE is my amazing grace
Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 7:57 AM UTC
My mind is wondering off again, it happens all the time
No matter what I'm doing, to another land I climb
This land is so hypnotic, it makes me feel alive
It wraps me up in cotton wool and floats me on a high
I float through sensory spaces, every part of me is touched
It spins me round so slowly, nothing in this land is rushed
This land is where I want to stay, a haven that feels safe
This land that I call HOPE is my amazing grace
