Vicky

I float on the breeze, heaven's in my soul, no need to say please, am witness to your plight, still less our home, with your weary lies, nothing new to me, better that i go, with this sense of ease, you mark many a night, beseiged by shadows, you won't hear me crying, a taste of release, I strike a cheerful tone, saves me some dignity, it just feels right, escaping the loans, takes time to get wise, just goes to show, when I'm off the leash, you know in your bones, best not to speak.