Sometimes

Sometimes we need the love Sometimes we feel the hate But all the time we need something we do not have Life falls in halves Many path with many patterns We need to stroll Hearts know no rest for we live in a rush Death is the pest We are a field for the feast Our drive is to find peace We blew up the beast in the end So we can see the evil is airborne Sometimes we need to take time To reach out our hands For destiny is a bird Just stick to your guns Kill a few dreams in the process Water-spilled but we thirst It is worth it in the end Life is a unique field Full of different people Everytime it will look complex Let us try to understand For we only live sometimes