Oh the flow of indecision

Escaping in a mind of vision

Following only stars and wisdom

And holding on with claws, strained tension


Dirt with somber, broken dreams

They used to hold so much promise

Now it drains until they deem

It worthy for open prominence


Promenade, promenade

Little fools on parade

Sing your song and drink your wine

Yet don't forget to say goodbye


Open hearts full of wisdom

Gathered together in a child

Drinking tea with indecision

Leaning on the tree that's wild


What's the point knowing, no-one else cares

◄ Turtle : HSP 1

HSP 3 ►


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