Spiral down the road and up the sky
I suffocate here with the sorrows of thunder and storms
But amidst all these let's not forget to breath for a while.

We will figure out a way sooner or later
With our priorities straight ahead
We see everything deeper and clearer.

I dream everyday of my goals and aspirations
In times hard and vague
They bring me back to my life and future imaginations.

One last note if I may put into the world in which I came
Just let it out from deepest and honest intentions
Angels come in different form like I found mine in the form of beautiful green gem.