sitting, talking, flying, dreaming .
holding onto times of fleeing .
memories of hate and lost and love
make never more sense than this above.

sharing with you has made me free,
realising that I am not only me.
this will be my decree, lifelong I am with thee.

nevermind the sense of word.
lifelong is what I have heard,
in my world and in my heart,
distance and malice will us not part.

always, more, our roads will cross,
ten year cycles never once lost,
this full start I beg no end,
for my life this will always mend.

round and round have we all gone,
less and more we have been left,
running around in rings, inside no end,
escaping when we felt discontent .

keep your path strong and true,
try your best to stay your hue.
colour your path as you feel true.

never lose in yourself it you have found.
stay true to North and seek the ground.
look at the wonders it has begot,

stay strong, stay true and goodness will always find you