Can You Feel Me
Once I was working at a tourist place
It was a hotel, restaurant and a conference center
I saw some jewelry on the reception
I said to the receptionist
One day my books will lay here
And people will buy them like crazy
That will be great she said
In total disbelief.
That´s how it is
You got to see it, when no other can
You got to believe, when no one will
You got to carry your dream around
All the time
Protect it from doubters and pullers.
Sometimes they will see it
And hurt it, scratch it
Even try to kill it
Sometimes you will get excited
And tell everybody you meet
Then suddenly you will feel stupid.
I am writing it
When I am nobody
Can you feel me?
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