Annelid's blog: "Ramblings,thoughts and assorted stuff"

You try, you try, there's no one inside.

Don't worry if they can't feel you.You smile, you smile, relief and joy but now, it's over, gone.

Where's the fun in all this if they stop our sound?

Where's the fun in all this if they stop our sound?

These halls of gold echo your soul but now, the sound is gone.