The Soul Knows
Where did all the sunny days go?
I feel my Soul tell me it knows
Howbeit I’m constantly chasing shadows
Through bravado and deepening sorrows
Endlessly I hear life's soprano
Though it sounds empty and disturbingly hollow.
My Soul tells me which rainbow to follow
Daily however, I live in this empty burrow
Not listening to you tell me which way to go
For I am lost in the depths of my restless mind
Mine eyes are blind as I push you behind.
This is the life I created with strife
Running away and bitterness rife
These are the times I chased after to find
The challenges constantly here in my life
And I hear you speak to me in the night
For I feel a trembling and I see the light
But I question is this even right?
How do I know you my Soul knows?
When I have been playing this Comedy Show.
How I live my life the same everyday
Look at the people around me I say
They also travel over shameful and blame
Nothing much changes
This is no hall of fame.
Spinning on wheels of empty emotion
Trudging and turning over spills of devotion
For should I let be all this tribulation
What will I do, if I listen to you?
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