Escapism
I'm catching hold of stardust, and I'm taking hold of sand
everything that supposed to fall,
I won't let fall through my hands
I'm taking hold of water
as it tries to run, care free
I grabbing hold of my life
And I'm loving being me
I'm recognising spirtual
I'm conversing with the rain,
I'm understanding why I am born
I refused the ticket for pain's train,
I have found my inner sanctuary
the place where I am me
And all the thoughts that fill my head
Have them, cause I'm free!
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