And they made the secret pact. His knowledge would be tapped. The link was based on a respect. On their lives they would reflect. A perfect state of non-attachment.
How many lives have been shaken. Cos a few simple actions were not taken. There will be a time, time for the next world. Can't let the feelings be left unsaid.
Restraints were hoisted on at such an early age. Straps were tightened in the class. Scripts by the school sage. Putting out the spark. Left us in the dark.
It's been so long since I slept. The good book at bedtime no longer suffices. The bottle of whiskey just one of my vices. It might help me to sleep. There you are with your golden brown skin.
Where Are We Going ? By Howard Jones.. -------------------------------------. Restarints where hoisted on. At such an early age. Straps where tightned in thse class.