There was trouble Then a tumbling down Maybe it was a mirage Or a wasteland of thought Now another treasure is in the trash Thrown…
rebellious writer
There was trouble Then a tumbling down Maybe it was a mirage Or a wasteland of thought Now another treasure is in the trash Thrown…
Far away, so far away That’s what you and I were. A figment of our imaginations, Some sort of dream from Neverland, Then somehow the…