A Lack of Color

::musing::

In a Wonderland they lie,

Dreaming as the days go by,

Dreaming as the summers die:

Every drifting down the stream --

Lingering in the golden gleam --

Life, what is it but a dream?

Through the Looking Glass, Lewis Carroll

::desperation::

 [Scream my lungs out and try to get to you/ You are my only one.]

away...

[like a dream you disappeared without a sound, without a trace/

sleep well, darling, wherever you are]

::wish::

...i want to go to Narnia.

rainy day

upside-down

[and when i see you/ i really see you upside-down/ but my brain knows better/ it picks you up/ and turns you around]