Mind Now Only Doesgrind

There is no front no behind all is now but dreams in one's once sexy mind we'd wished we could still grind but now just have an imaginary mind Keeping the finale in the fast wind just relax don't yourself bind body of all humans is of the same kind we live till nature does us naturally grind and like autumn leaves leave us far in the doldrums of lost forgotten time then the blue bells of churches and temples chime all youngsters enjoy and us mime by then everything is fine we have just a silently sleeping cold brainless stilled human design