I have hangovers from my sobreity
This is not again what is was
I see the engulfing hues of my yesterdays
And I bid farewell to me
Wanting only one, maybe even two
I pray filling and powerful
Seeing sight have you ever
This is here and forever
For only now falling down
Supposing to lay here and sew my wide
Oh cheers, yes cheers to sobreity
It’s all getting cleared
Freegrandmaa 