Clocks ticking I see the sun
My real story should have already begun
Heart open, dreams up High
Why is time just passing me by
Weak and lifeless heads in the shade
Questionning choices, paths taken and decisions made
Heavy head, heavy heart no time to just be
From these restrictive chains I want to be free
A land of softness and gentleness and harmony
Where every spirit can dance completely free
As things break our heart we open up more
Even if we come out bruised, broken and sore
Diamonds are made under extreme force
Go with your intuition then you will have no remorse
Your time comes closer as the intensity takes hold
It is up to you to choose your moment, strike out and be bold.
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