Poetic Toilet
 

Poetic Toilet

My head, burried in the sand
My hands, playing with the see
as close to shore as I will ever
be - I touch the free - Hey, have you
seen my heart? apart as yet we've
never been - feet drowning in the
hard - hands crowned by the unknown
frantic - cause I've just been shown
My heart
was washed away

Vind het wel wat, hebben ja. (langer, :))