Living Without Myself
Can you imagine living without yourself
Living in a world with no light
Without a blooming moonshine
You would live a life of fright.
Can you imagine awaking to the mundane
Spending hours of replication
In the definite ecru world
Devoid of a serene expectation.
Can you imagine a summer sun
In all of its shimmering , glistening glory
Spending your life in awe
Just like a Cinderella story
Can you imagine a world from within
One which is free and distant from our own
Filled with scarlet passiflora and ruby anemone
Where the seeds of inspiration had grown
Because I can imagine, a story of my own
As my spirit awaits at the station
Longing for my return
As I can't live without my imagination