All the Art of living lies in a fine mingling
of letting go and holding on.
Keep love in your heart and lay it down
on a sunshine garden where the flowers start to cry.

Find a place inside of you where there's a joy,
and the joy will cauterise the pain.

The terror of society kept you from revolting,
which is the basis of morals is
broken.
Feel the freedom on your feet and carry on walking.

I'm alive yet looking for something authentic, to be spoken.
Let the weapon out and be myself once again.

And cease the fire.