It was the moment the grey ceiling
Revealed the golden heaven.
Eyes widened,
Silent rose garden beneath my feed.
I smelled the wild breeze
Drifted through my curly hair.
And nothing ever felt more like
Freedom.
Of rose garden and heaven
It was the moment the grey ceiling
Revealed the golden heaven.
Eyes widened,
Silent rose garden beneath my feed.
I smelled the wild breeze
Drifted through my curly hair.
And nothing ever felt more like
Freedom.