Everything is music

a row of uitars

and a line of scars

sitting in darkended rooms

tinted yellow

coffe on green

gold embedded..soon forgotten

everything is art

pen and passion

thats all it is

simply

laying in steamy atticks

my spotlight is a dusty skylight

i want to sculpt

myself

my creation

my world

our world

everything is war

all we want is peace

with candles and cardboard

our hearts will change their lives

protest

preach

pursuade

music and fire

spin us round

all in one

everything is metaphoric

"We move just like the moon and sun"

in fig tree

on the roof

"They know their love spins us round"

seeming so real

everything is philosophy

candles, cardboard, and a story

thats all it takes

to change the world