Simple were the times
When we walked in the dark
Yet knew no darkness
Lost but thought we could ignite a spark
Simple were the times
When we knew no pain
A bleeding scar- a physical wound
Not a method to keep us sane
Simple were the times
When we laughed and cried
Knew not what it was to be broken
Thought everything could be fixed if tried
Simple were the times
When we were complete strangers
Yet knew not we were strange
Blissfully ignorant of worldly dangers
Simple were the Times
When we feared death
What it was to perish or die
What is was to forget
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
Simple were the times
When we walked in the dark
Yet knew no darkness
Lost but thought we could ignite a spark
Simple were the times
When we knew no pain
A bleeding scar- a physical wound
Not a method to keep us sane
Simple were the times
When we laughed and cried
Knew not what it was to be broken
Thought everything could be fixed if tried
Simple were the times
When we were complete strangers
Yet knew not we were strange
Blissfully ignorant of worldly dangers
Simple were the Times
When we feared death
What it was to perish or die
What is was to forget
Long time
