Escape Isn't that what we all yearn for? A short lived happiness And selfconvicton That all is as it should be
Moments of solitude The smell of sunrise The warmth on our faces Maybe a wet soil under our feet Slowly heating up while we walk
We love to hide under it The beauty is always appealing The fragrance like that of a flower Yes, we delude ourselves Escape
But pain The ultimate sacrifice How we know we're still alive Is ever present Patiently awaiting our arrival
