Drown in sorrowful laughter Dance in the midnight breeze Soak in the piercing heat... Soak in the piercing heat
Unknowingly knowing There's probably nothing
In the end all is gone Wilting flowers in the bed of fears
Drown in sorrowful laughter Dance in the midnight breeze Soak in the piercing heat... Soak in the piercing heat...
This is a song I wrote a long time ago. I just saw it today in one of my drawers written in a loose paper. I probably have tons of poems and songs written in loose sheets that is forgotten, never to be seen or read by other people.