I apologise for my madness, causing nothing but annoyance. Lost in a world seeking forgiveness, walking in circles again. The crystal rainbow, heals my wounds but the scars remain. There's a strand of hope thrown from the cloud but will it be cut before i reach the top? I feel happy, a sense of glow and warmth. The comfort lies in you, but my burning flame dare ask you a question? I thread the beads in my patience, in a glass house of wishful thinking, yet these dreams remain dreams, for the time being.