lost to the reality of all conceptuality
strawberry fields laden with gold plays a song of extraordinary tone
needing all to be free with wild
passions suppressed flow from our mind
soul tendencies relinquish all thats bound
and the echoes within the world of our souls resound
intrinsic emotions held by fear throws light to begin
creation puts the evidence of our world in a spin
eyes blinded by the halo's glow
resides within the thoughts of the colours rainbow
vibrant reactions relegates and actions dim
incapabilities of withold smile with a grin
if ever a want to dream remember our world from within
I will there be always waiting for the voice that sings
-unknown