in the blue skys, I find my way
in the gray ones, I am lost
every day I walk this maze
yet still I haven't found the finish
there are so many ways to take one step
some I have forgot
being trapped in here
turned me quite the cynic
I don't trust anybody I find in it
but as long as the skies are blue
I just might find my way
I must keep fighting the fog
keep up the daily struggle
just to keep away the Haze
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 7:15 PM UTC
in the blue skys, I find my way
in the gray ones, I am lost
every day I walk this maze
yet still I haven't found the finish
there are so many ways to take one step
some I have forgot
being trapped in here
turned me quite the cynic
I don't trust anybody I find in it
but as long as the skies are blue
I just might find my way
I must keep fighting the fog
keep up the daily struggle
just to keep away the Haze
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