Turtle

There's a feeling That's been hiding In my eyelids When I find it It reminds me of the childhood years It reminds me of the treasure of tears Nostalgia Is poison Disguised in the form Of your former self Making you doubt the hand that you've been dealt For what it's worth I've got what I need Searching For memories That were better left buried deep In the darkest recess of my mind Every time For what it's worth I've got what I need It's no use Denying The roads I've crossed Could put me trying In between the pleasure and the pain For what it's worth I've got what I need For what it's worth I've got what I need There's a feeling That's been playing On my heartstrings It's got me singing It reminds me of the childhood years It reminds me of the treasure of tears Poetry In motion Like two birds above a boat upon an ocean There's just no point in flying in the dead of night For what it's worth I've got what I need Intriguing Value Of a distant memory You and me Making the dig through the darkness of my mind For what it's worth I've got what I need It's no good Pretending This bridge I've crossed To keep from ending The grass was not as green on the other side For what it's worth I've got what I need For what it's worth I've got what I need For what it's worth I've got what I need For what it's worth I've got what I need