It's In Your Hands If You'Re Believing
On this mountain of doubting they call life
down and out they call it strife
Stress compressing slows your stride
Hope breaks off but Brexit tied
Everyday a new begin
stop the mental lockdown
Everyday your hair goes thin
unable to turn it around
You didn’t aim for this direction
You were success bound
Now in pain and complications
down down until you drown
Ambitious once determined as hell
cockiness to get the crown
Now down and out seem to prevail
In shock rushing to the ground
When you’re dead you’re down
all this just a memory
pick your head up turn it around
make sure they remember thee
while your living lungs are breathing
while you’re feeling down and beaten
While you're hopeless lost and needing
in your hands if you’re believing
No one else can stop you bleeding
defeat’s defeat start conceding
fix the creak once fixed be seeking
In your hands if you’re believing
do you think legends had it easy
stories you hear oh so pleasing
not on knees stuck still freezing
within their hands they were believing
You can achieve anything if you set your mind to it
Marty McFly said on his time travel trip
You can achieve anything if you set your mind to it
Not time travel though don’t be thick
It’s in your hands if you believe
a Journey Don’t Stop Believing
It’s in your hands if you’re believing
Believe as long as you are breathing
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2019
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