Impressment of Wonders and Faults

The dangling Of the innocence From up above As I Stand with eyes Staring With guidance As the winds, whisper With menacing impression I come, to see The canvas, so blue A twist In the irony of hope As I hold With a soften touch A clasp, willing To take the day With care A longing For a feeling of want A hollowing In the shivering ties It is Those many adventures In the thoughts That become the road Of personal faults I am Experiencing A sudden burst of change So, May I Look to the beyond For something other In this time The swinging As the growth spurns In the forsaken A scene, fragmenting forward As I am, living With a confession Of the fractured circumstance I am Leaving for the moment I am Twirling in the hope It is, I Stand alone With a heart Beating for care Listening For that one call To bring it all Together A folding Of papers so old A tracing In fading ink It is Those enduring rhymes In the thoughts Enveloping by scared hands Of memories divine I am Reminiscing About the little things So, May I Close my tired eyes For a dreamscape In this time Wrapping From the thickness Of the thinnest designs I am Simply colorful In the slightest Simply, distinct In a whimper I am looking on With a gentle touch today I am Reminiscing About the little things So, May I Close my tired eyes For a dreamscape In this time Wrapping From the thickness Of the thinnest designs I am Simply colorful In the slightest Simply, distinct In a whimper I am looking on With a gentle touch today [Acoustic Solo] [Outro] [End]