The mind that's not still
A heart always racing
Thoughts meandering through a valley
fall colors thru it raging
A sea of unhindered emotions
crashing at a rock wall
Is the impact enough to crush it all?
How much can you give up
for the freedom to be you?
How much would be needed
before you are through?
Does it always have to be this or that?
Can't I have it all?
Maybe it's just me, does that make me bad?
A heart always racing
Thoughts meandering through a valley
fall colors thru it raging
A sea of unhindered emotions
crashing at a rock wall
Is the impact enough to crush it all?
How much can you give up
for the freedom to be you?
How much would be needed
before you are through?
Does it always have to be this or that?
Can't I have it all?
Maybe it's just me, does that make me bad?
No Rolling drums can be heard
but you listen to laments of the unbidden.
but you listen to laments of the unbidden.
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