25 September 2012
Too long have I spent in such deep imprisoned resent
The gravity pulls so hard I almost feel pushed away
I long to float and rise so high High above the hills and the all seen eye
Murmurs a are mourning However I am still yawning
Turn from here, is this my new fear
So long so long before And after
To long in time and repeated repeating
I wait till the day I admit defeat again
So long to long • Opuss № I