To the passage of time, you waste
To the passage of time, you waste
to an old idea that lives in you
to that vivid imagination that still burns
to your dream that lives on
there will come a day,
when eventually it runs out-
to the passage of time you waste
rejoice in moment of levity that lives within
to your heart that feels heavy
to your soul that is crushed in burden of your own weight
walk close and steadily to that litted room
every step, each one, you take
your crushed soul, in moment of truth
you; will nearly break
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to an old idea that lives in me
to my vivid imagination that still burns
to that forgetful dream that lives on,
the passage of time I wasted
this pains that drains my heart
this hopeless soul that is crushed
I rejoice in moment of levity that completes me.
to live in burden of failure
exhausted; I still dream
I bath in my old ideas, i may never reach
I shower in fabricated imagination
my soul ashamed, will surely endure.
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Let's create something new
Let's abandon all of our fantasies
Let's work to achieve our dreams
Let's walk, on a new path
each and every step we take
this time, we learn
through the the passage of time,
we will learn to live again
this crushed soul will burn again
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