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Events take turn beyond our knowledge and control
We are enslavered to perceptions within our soul
Whom choose to perceive us in different ways
From minutes to seconds, from hours to days
We must learn to live with open hearts and arms
With a childs freedom and graceful charms
Choose who you really want to be
With guidance from the world you see
Angels shall be with you in everything
So in a lone concert, they hear you sing
Let your subconcious play its own way
till the end of time and night of day.
Take my golden wings and fly away
Through dark of night, through light of day
When you've found your paradise
if it be summer sands, or cystal ice
Sit and wait for me under the moon
I shall come to find you very soon
It is not yet my time to fly
so not for long we say 'goodbye'
He doesn't know the value,
He just knows the cost
Owns everything he's dreamed off
But yet he still seems lost
Buried in his pocessions
His greed makes him want more
But everything he owns now
Is not what he's looking for
he's looking for a different life
one he does not yet understand
where you can count all true friendships
on the fingers of one hand
he will realise his heartship
may remain in a simple letter
When he finds his real values
he will want for nothing better

— The End —