by Anni~the~BOSS » Wed May 09, 2012 9:23 am
Alois smiled, "I remember now.... she mumbled, the sad memory coming to her, the smile slowly faded, as she sang the rest of the song...
"This cinnamon stick is a wonderfulmagic stick
Imagine that you're drowning in the sweetest syrups
Dreams relieve of you of problems and sorrows that make you weep
Because they are heaven-made, have one and fall asleep
But they are only good if you are surrounded by hallucinations
When you take the blindfold off, there's no more pleasant creations
You will see that your hands are tied and bound, dragging at my heels
You've already given up, don't take it back, it's a deal
Ahh..."