walking in this dusty road
i thought of thinking about my life
since the beginning there was an end
here at the new age of the times
time passes so quickly now
insecurity, depression and hate
one must withstand all to test the times
and to grab this passing chance
everything has a reason
my visions seem to be illusions
but everything has a reason
everything has a reason
o… o…
reaching my room from my mind
i stared at the clock and time passes by
today was yesterday, tomorrow is today
it all seems to drift with the passing time
© 1989 Darem Placer
Illusions
