What Rewards
What Rewards…
You know I hear the words
As they flow from your lips
An uphill climb, but we’ll come from behind
If we never quit trying...
To understand the root of the problem
Is to find the one and only solution
The noise is all around me
I can’t hear myself think
Emotional chains and I can’t break free
And physical pain, in my mind I’m on the brink
Sink or swim?
The bottom line and we’re coming up short
I can’t help but wonder about our fate
Three sisters in mythology turn into reality
They’re leading us through the gate…
And salvation is not waiting for us there
I’m trying to break away from this
From seeds long ago sown in the soil
Life is long and if this is the test
What rewards for all the toil…
What rewards…All the toil…
Copyright © Michael Domaracki | Year Posted 2012
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