prison of mind

my family is in a box
faaar faar away

this box has a window
i can see some of them
crying out
in pain and agony

we are in heeeell the prison of the mind!

if i only could bath in dishonesty... but i dont know way i cant enjoy that, it only gives me pain if i try..

like the rest of this river this osion of desite and greed

so i go into silece

i try to see some beauty

some cristal clear spark of gladness... yes there is one like that

a child has been born who gave me a smile

that is the true beauty

noone can steal..

a present

4 u