There's a chill in the air and wind 'neath your boots There's clouds in the sky and trees with roots If all were to fall onto your crying head, Would you carry it home or lie down dead? The strength you have defines your choice Will you whimper and cry or show your voice? Through sorrow and pain and happiness and joy You either run and hide from all those you employ Or show them what you're made of inside For what you do becomes who you have to hide Not what you say with fury or a gentle tone But the actions you take when you're all alone When you're down and out, almost recluse And you feel as if you have no use If you still get up and challenge yourself You will become prisoner to no one else
There's a song in the air and dirt 'neath your boots A song that carries on down to your roots Back from the days of no chores or worry When nothing was done in any sort of hurry You can hear these words in the back of your mind And it takes you back to a simpler time These little moments, spontaneous and surreal Show you how you can always feel Feel good and joyous even through the worst When tired and hungry, they give you thirst These little moments are found throughout life They can break you free from worldly strife And these things define who you were before And change who you are to forever something more Harkening back to when you were innocent and clean Can make you try your best to better your scene
Your moments in life are yours to keep When daydreaming or your lost in sleep The worst will come and so will the best The dark before the dawn always sets to the west You can succumb to the pain that comes with years Or you can fight back the stress and fight back the tears Through everything that comes your way Only you can change how you live out your stay Others will come and others will leave But what holds together is what you believe Strength is within and without you Within is taken while without is beside you Hold onto a grain of meaningless sand And notice how it's light in your hand Just for that moment it's harmless and vain But if you hold on forever it builds into pain
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