A song about someone who is delirious and has just realized the consequences of what he has done.

Ripples in water,

bright lights in the sky,

the clouds look like flowers,

I try to be calm.

Circles on paper,

dark stains on my hand,

my eyes retreat in their sockets,

I try to be calm.

Panic grips me,

fear flows through my veins,

what have i done,

yet i still don't feel regret,

Ripples in water....

Circles on paper...

Dark stains on my hand...

Bright lights in the sky...

Maybe I should, maybe maybe...

Only if I could, maybe maybe...

The End

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