My heart is not a muscle I can control
It beats on its own, to a rhythm and flow
And I don't think about breathing or blinking,
I don't even think about thinking
It all comes naturally on its own.
My actions I could never master
nor do the memories I have, and the dreams
have anything to do with my choosing.
I was just standing there, and a wind goddess blew
them into my head.
There are spirits that control time and song
Human beings can do no right, no wrong
We are oblivious to destiny written in a book
that God wrote, but won't let anyone look
yet the angels of protection stand firm.
May 22
May 22, 2026 at 8:19 PM UTC
My heart is not a muscle I can control
It beats on its own, to a rhythm and flow
And I don't think about breathing or blinking,
I don't even think about thinking
It all comes naturally on its own.
My actions I could never master
nor do the memories I have, and the dreams
have anything to do with my choosing.
I was just standing there, and a wind goddess blew
them into my head.
There are spirits that control time and song
Human beings can do no right, no wrong
We are oblivious to destiny written in a book
that God wrote, but won't let anyone look
yet the angels of protection stand firm.
