Cradle

cydonia

Time envelopes my mind
Passing through is just seems to pass on by
Which each thought I add a little rhyme
& I want to release from this & somehow fly....

So I cradle this truth like a key
For sometimes I wish it would set me free
But I've lost my childhood & my dreams
And all that's left is broken and ...drifting away from me.......

(Just a song I was working on...still trying to figure out chords to fit!)

Shyner

Thank you