Thursday, 17 April 2014

For a few precious moments, I was dwelling in the Elysium, like teardrops in the eyes of time, I think you must have passed me by.Shattered the walls of dismay laid, And dusts of autumn settled in,the drops of elixir divine, I think you must have passed me by.Ecstatic were the winds of spring, And ink of songs had touched my lips,Cobwebs of light were shining bright, I think you must have passed me by.                            ...