_A leaf_ in the wind;
was falling in the rain
(such heavy rain)
It's despair,
the story of a kid
(such a common story)
Who fell away from their peers;
as it's so lonely to be brave.
As poverty's _coin_ flipped over;
soon dead on it's head.
Chasing any chance of wealth;
going round in circles,
Chasing it's tail.
With _a gun_ of six;
__shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot!__
The weapon of man's hand;
that only revolves around death.
And I'd still ask the Lord,
to shine on our worth;
Despite of us being at our worst,
never lose the light of earth,
as we keep shinning our _torches._
Jan 31, 2022
Jan 31, 2022 at 12:07 PM UTC
_A leaf_ in the wind;
was falling in the rain
(such heavy rain)
It's despair,
the story of a kid
(such a common story)
Who fell away from their peers;
as it's so lonely to be brave.
As poverty's _coin_ flipped over;
soon dead on it's head.
Chasing any chance of wealth;
going round in circles,
Chasing it's tail.
With _a gun_ of six;
__shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot!__
The weapon of man's hand;
that only revolves around death.
And I'd still ask the Lord,
to shine on our worth;
Despite of us being at our worst,
never lose the light of earth,
as we keep shinning our _torches._
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