Everything was in turmoil as you toiled a little too harsh
What if the silhouette could speak that reality is made of flesh and bones
Ethereal seems not real when you could hear the footsteps of gravity
And you recoiled from fantasy instantly
Oh honey, close your eyes to old ends
Let your heart win to new beginnings
Shake up illusions and breath in noble truth
Because attitude creates reality
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 8:54 PM UTC
Everything was in turmoil as you toiled a little too harsh
What if the silhouette could speak that reality is made of flesh and bones
Ethereal seems not real when you could hear the footsteps of gravity
And you recoiled from fantasy instantly
Oh honey, close your eyes to old ends
Let your heart win to new beginnings
Shake up illusions and breath in noble truth
Because attitude creates reality
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