So shall it be that once again time depletes on the back of an ox waking to a pen again For the most part curtains are drown carrying my visas in a cartwheel dressed a thousand times with elegance I begin to paint my whole being as a spoken word that falls uneven Seeing tomorrows hops med every design fault unwilling to cover the same tracks I’ve found I climb in the opposite direction against both ideas limited by each measure adapted Beyond the good Samaritan that falls with a helping hand Chorus I choose to study the hand that walks with me While each precious step begins to reflect the other side of the coin So to balance this gift as such is a spell of opportunity I award myself with a challenge of observation crafting this advice without form As new demand plays it part adding baby steps to a lite candle Logic is formed handed trails of forgotten signs amused by a lake of concept Removed from this habit of silence with a half opened mind I try to be an artist Displaying an opposite disguise realizing that I’ve seen all the benefits you all worshiped Meeting insecurity with self doubt while strangers house these whispers in charity defiance I peaceful auction of this pilgrimage Chorus I choose to study the hand that walks with me While each precious step begins to reflect the other side of the coin So to balance this gift as such is a spell of opportunity Whispers deprive me of something perhaps each sentence lends a lesson A bearer of gifts to a kid that’s handsome I wish to follow the dreams that mirror a chancing walk through life Counting the distance between the show of hands that makes me feel it worth it sacrifice I smile when the sunshine’s making the moments last til the pictures absorbed Angling the right frame of mind to decide it morning picture perfect I choose to study the hand that walks with me Counting forgeries of souls bent on design to mimic this animation likely to make windows of men Now since history is our guide judging our ability to think twice By this a lack of music makes them forget to be themselves I choose to study the hand that walks with me Counting forgeries of souls bent on design to mimic this animation likely to make windows of men Now since history is our guide judging our ability to think twice By this a lack of music makes them forget to be themselves While on the picking fence they write half heartedly Unready to parade themselves towards this miracle that made craft become life’s journey

So the scene was untrue backed by popular demand my roots are unique Once they step out of their disguise humble is the ear that listens When thoughts of doubt remain in a second sense I take another breath Hoping to wake before I fall every daily bread’s baked before the coming of night What happens reforms the characters pride matters for the most emotionally attached to the physical So when the crowds left behind a net of change surfaces in bad taste walks a mile While freedom ducks the oncoming trends come to one side with emptiness of page Mono to stereo set your clock and watch while industry shakes hands like actors on a film score Cast is rearranged where patience’s wasted Chorus: I give my life to this every verse held by pillars rehearsed by the ancient So at this course the words written bring winds of change sourced to crush this coalition To shallow to mention well how many looks does it take to connect this puzzle When each second counts louder the next time lessons are met with uneven blows asking for change Well it known to bring the best in an opposite why as the struggle continues to commit Searching for puddles in the sky my heart races as light comes where the touch passes A dream accompanies by souls that life gathers so cast the first stone get returned back to sender Where hinges of the storm settle mountains grow obstacle disclosing natures ways Exposing emptiness of one sect from beginning to end chapters prolonged as message wasted With a promise to be awake for than I sleep with the gift of existence comes morning. Chorus: I give my life to this every verse held by pillars rehearsed by the ancient So at this course the words written bring winds of change sourced to crush this coalition

Every length of stay is a secret distance leads the way once every poet develops trade with common sense I find no attachment to their image so in the next sense careless work are thrown with no limits As heaven shines collecting each pixal damages in accordance of its print Media evolves in a mode of personalities without being realistic Truth is born in shackles ahead of its carbon foot print So at which point do I stand waiting for time to calculate each perfection While mimicking a set of rules they speak out of form undecided Chorus: From an open hand arrangement Colonies are formed smallest piece divided in to origin Futures rested ending today’s ritual Peering through a window that matches my reflection Simplicity at its worse accompanies natives above the shore Once they stand down to perform their right of way becomes unbalanced Cause life’s a gamble created by the same vanity When thoughtless claims behold the receiver I try to hold my heart in the right place Excepting change in my appearance cause it for this reason that we sometimes travel alone As we learn to channel weakness when again greeted with an answer in riddles Every appointment a challenge in its self quoting each perception as evening met How far do I go in this episode drawing its steps closer Chorus: From an open hand arrangement Colonies are formed smallest piece divided in to origin Futures rested ending today’s ritual Peering through a window that matches my reflection

If law decided I dream for a moment peace I’m overdue writing on this occasion So what’s best half my ideas spring from above this testament Advised to write this way in acted in a different range of single currency Thus promotes novelty to this action replaced baring with it room for improvement The challenges reflective hopes holding on to it apprentice Deciding the scenery distorted is an understatement sourced of discussions elevated cautiously Falsed with a bad of trickery cause if this relationship sobers me to a point of no return I’ll gather the basic steps to walk on my own with a candle lit to see the line weight on both shoulders Frequency to maintain this discipline hosting a verse to sing along from a half burnt decider To capture the ghost of Friday night to address this empty page bring out the dead now let’s Let’s see now let’s see if this is likely to be tempted by a stealth bomber Meeting a hundred wives up in heaven (Break) With vast migration I bounce towards the concrete with an idea in on hand Personal achievement in the other guided by a single leaf traveling by east wind Hoping it never falls to be stoned in the other direction Cute little silk worm found its home amongst the trees til the tree got shook to clusters Same leaf same time I saw it blow past and felt the urge to see the journey through Hoping I’ll catch every moment of a silk worm life given the chance to take this guilt Besides I raised his home to the ground so I could write these notes While drinking soya bean for climate change so he’s lost his way again looking up toward the roof top To see if his game was still intact with time and its elements if this captures this pulse for a second I’d of cause afford the right vessel to bring him safely down from space so just maybe so just maybe So just maybe so this might just be an inspired twist of characters With each one deciding on a risk that’s worth taking.

I stay open in single frame moments collide carrying the present being to embrace the present As a suttle hint leads to discover that each hand tells a story unmimicked peddling through the garden of edan While wisdom elevates in decent of the environment they wish to consume housing faith in small corners See how that seals your fate in the next round higher than heaven blessed escape into the metronome Breathing life into the next verse animated in 3D it’s through this course the first reaction begins to travel Tampering change as words collide from the ground up with the sage set I take flight To uncover the source converted walking a key to existence to shed light that’s needy (Chorus) With each session spent left up for debate each second spent cautiously delays the movement as it takes hold Drawing closer to the exchange directing my senses to the next page beauty breaths the obvious Healing the challenger with distance beneath my feet adding passion to works as they whisper my time to end Some reached with honor while the opposition held ground to the fort a brocken dagger still held silent Collides in to fragments of time just a song partly mass with judgment displaying caution signs Posted by what happens falls to the side finding value to each source based on evolution An illusion dressed in societies order to distinguish the flame with no merit At a crystals edge decisions turn to three names if the guilty don’t try to dissolve the other two With split personalities to days mighty hopes come with morning and night with present settings taken away Using motion picture to guide fantasy to the movement of light I’m on the same path seeking the answers acknowledged by patients wait Seems partial to the same spring that finds its way to a blue sky a kit that rises before the fall Creates gracias space when action lives for the moment assuming to support each merit To assure the helm of this captaincy surfaces before the opinions fold the principles gained As ancients rise assuming winds carry ships to safety