You're dancing among
tender fields of gold,
Thinking that you are
always going to live
that way.
Isn't that great.
careless young soul?
Your heart cannot believe
such happiness.
Then, when you least expect it,
the tender sunlight is already gone.
It´s time for you
to close your tired eyes
and forget about everything.
And, then, everything starts again.
The spiral cannot stop.