I don't see the yellow light anymore...
I don't walk through the purple haze anymore...
I can't feel the exasperation of the raindrops when they hit my window so violently..
The snow has melted and there is dull picture of grey and brown...
The green is still evading..
Somewhere far away a siren announces the start of the day..
I feel like a tin soldier who has been ordered to march to the tunes of the bass drum
I want to see the yellow light and be there...
I want the chains to break.. The moss to be cleared..
I want to feel the autumn leaves touch my face..
The wall is cracked.. and i can't take the pain...
