Where did all the beautiful souls go?
Once upon I time I knew so many,
And we danced, loved and lived to a music that no one heard but everyone felt.
We stood naked before one another souls bared.
Free of judgement.
Free of worry,
Before this life had to made itself so real.
When my friends would kick the can,
Not the bucket.
I always go back to one time.
It stays in my mind like a pond of serenity,
In a ocean of chaos.
Misty morning campfire, if these beans are warm,
I am content...
I am content.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 9:31 PM UTC
Where did all the beautiful souls go?
Once upon I time I knew so many,
And we danced, loved and lived to a music that no one heard but everyone felt.
We stood naked before one another souls bared.
Free of judgement.
Free of worry,
Before this life had to made itself so real.
When my friends would kick the can,
Not the bucket.
I always go back to one time.
It stays in my mind like a pond of serenity,
In a ocean of chaos.
Misty morning campfire, if these beans are warm,
I am content...
I am content.
