it's time to step out the cage
for i conjured up the golden bars
it's time to leave it all behind
and flush away my scars

the rain had come and belted a song
and still the melody plays
but if i cannot learn to love the music
how will i find my way?

a part of living is turmoil
and rocks you cannot surpass
rather than giving up
i will stay and smell the grass

for some things are unavoidable
and take a while to play out
it's better to wait and laugh
where before i would scream and shout

so this is it in all it's glory
life is a tumbling mess
but how long does it take to realise
that in having life we're blessed?