Have you ever longed for simple foolishness? for a happiness in little things looked for fleeting pleasures that sweep away like sand without worrying about how it ends?
one confident step onto a trampoline just one jump into the sky you know you won’t go far just get a little high
but having never blindly wandered never giddily ran my feet feel stuck in 12 inch mud
I’ve always been hedged in by poisons when I wasn’t walled in by fears
Today I find nothing but solid gold to reach for as tired as I am of that old, cold stone only lasting, strenuous mining appears to bend to my fingers I’m left bored and annoyed in this prosperous land