Are tiring my person and killing the joy of bread
The stories that start in deep dark history
Are ruining the present and the future's mystery
The visions and sights clicked in the past
Are blurring today and this might not last
The sounds of music and cries I once heard
Are making a cacophony with this little bird
So wish I could clear out the clutter
Close the doors and pull the shutters
I wish somebody binds me in chains and locks
So I can't turn back and look at the blocks
Live and laugh in today's time and day
Dance in the sun and make all hay
Forgive, forget and keep moving on
Everyday in my life I want to sing a new song.
