not perfect or for a fool
Memories can chill
Hard places with no escape
Biting with bitter pain
You never know
You never know
As memories like mold
Change their form
And seem so dangerous
With tremendous power
Scare from hour to hour
The illussions of intelligence
It is just an illusion
Such imagination!
Memories can chill
Hard places with no escape
Biting with bitter pain
You never know
You never know
As memories like mold
Change their form
And seem so dangerous
With tremendous power
Scare from hour to hour
The illussions of intelligence
It is just an illusion
Such imagination!
