I have no time to write today The busy fairies have carried me away I'll see you on the other side If the busy fairies bring me back alive


Round and round we go, don't stop until we're dizzy enough to fall. Laugh at the circle engraved in the ground by our feet marching in rhythm. Sing another verse of the same old song. Forget the new lyrics begging for freedom because we're too busy to write them down. Trapped in the same pattern … Continue reading Mundane