Coming up from the ground
You see that light
The light that makes you perpetual
Like a feather flowing through the breeze
Deft as an emotion, clear as water
Im open to the world, i'm open to nature
We all have that empty pit in our stomache
When we cant see the sun for what it is
Blocked by the bleakness of winter
But you can get through, you can get through, just keep holdin on
See the forest through the trees
See the trees in the forest
And advice I can give ya, is to not give up
Stuck with fleeting feeling
Of uncontrable variables
And that balance is virture,
We cant renovate the old, so lets change the new
We cant renovate the old, so lets change the new
lets start a revelotuion
New, new, lets make this world.
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC
Coming up from the ground
You see that light
The light that makes you perpetual
Like a feather flowing through the breeze
Deft as an emotion, clear as water
Im open to the world, i'm open to nature
We all have that empty pit in our stomache
When we cant see the sun for what it is
Blocked by the bleakness of winter
But you can get through, you can get through, just keep holdin on
See the forest through the trees
See the trees in the forest
And advice I can give ya, is to not give up
Stuck with fleeting feeling
Of uncontrable variables
And that balance is virture,
We cant renovate the old, so lets change the new
We cant renovate the old, so lets change the new
lets start a revelotuion
New, new, lets make this world.
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