Done a mess in a sacred massBlew it all up, he knew it'll never last
But the mind is never that fast
To forget the vivid past.
Tracking the road way up high
But looking below with a deep sigh
Is it really heaven up in the sky?
To the earth, do I really have to say goodbye?
And so his world became cold and dark
Missing the wonderful life of a simple lark
Everyone can hear his song but no one hark
This is the tale of Robert in Mt. Ternff Park