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Look, Listen, and Let Be.

created to be satiated having your dreams decapitated not what you anticipated? your life...castrated now left to die to be recreated, in motion you thought you were the chosen while others believed you soul was frozen lying deep in the ocean with your eyes never open, all the frustration temptation lack of motivation has you missing the sensation of life's creation while interpreting the wrong information, years have passed and time is gone you hang your head wondering what went wrong while you sing your sad country song, this isn't what you seen this life how could it be so mean taking you and crushing your dream now you see reality , it wasn't about the fortune and fame, or how far you get in the game, now to sit and blame all the others when it was you who used your name, no one forced you at all it was you who made the call now your left to crawl because you never realized this is life's ball and the objective is for you to fall, so as you sit and hang your head crying wondering what she said, but you didn't listen you walked away instead leaving love in bed, remember you were the one, the strong man with the gun having your fun while true love faded in the sun, you were right it was all about the fight as you stepped into the light and pushed with all your might you thought you were such a site, look around your not the only one in this town we all fall to the ground it was you who thought we were clowns as you joked and we frowned, the eyes you see are eyes that set the world free, the ones that seen you try to prove your theory as they took a knee and let it be, your story is heard world wide, nothing new just a grown man left to cry, now that we have your attention here's why, life in front of you is on loan, not yours to waist on the phone or sit on a thrown not listing to others grown, take time to breath, listen to the sounds in the trees as I let you be you and you let me be me the way it's meant to be, find your life, find true love in a wife, make what's wrong right keep yours in site while the stars fill the night , your fortune is love, your fame are blessings from above happiness is deserving of, and your time should fit like a clove. your dream is right there in front of you, open your eyes to a new find the ski of blue know what is true.... and enjoy the view.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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