it is like the endless of
Time's running water
The mysteries in my soul
The bubbles on the tip of my tongue
Often runaway with my speech
I long then for the days
Yeah of my innocence
When all thought, I knew it all
I eulogise all around except myself
The harmonies
They play strings with myself
Like a springboard the song
Echoes
Noiselessly.
When I was me with no care
When I was me with no care
For the troubles ahead
I believed easily solutions will come
And read, from the book of life
The abundance it carried to my bosom
I nursed truth and integrity
Drinking from the wealth they carried
I wore like garlands around me
Words of hope, trust and truth
Words of love only one could give
I was lost in this bubble
I believed easily solutions will come
And read, from the book of life
The abundance it carried to my bosom
I nursed truth and integrity
Drinking from the wealth they carried
I wore like garlands around me
Words of hope, trust and truth
Words of love only one could give
I was lost in this bubble
And long for its after life.
(Ewi- means songs or poem)
(Ewi- means songs or poem)
Olajumoke
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