Jep, tähän sain innoituksen, kun luin juttuja Tuomas Holopaisesta.. Tosin tää kertoo jostain toisesta kosketinvelhosta :D:D:D
At the age of five
I studied talking
to be social
I saw relationships running
threw the forcefield of time
At the age of ten
I became athlete
to win trophies
I saw contention flow
on the victory of mine
At the age of fiveteen
I wrote lyrics
to hear the music
I saw melody flying
on the wings of harmony
Now everything combines
and I can't be beaten
by my own weapons
Time still remains
maybe I can find
the last missing piece