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True Growth

Dolphins and unicorns Butterflies and rainbows These are underlying But not all there is to know While facing trials and sorrow Taking good with bad I guess With every thought and feeling That I’ve chosen to express Although I see the silver That outlines the cloudy facts As human being I must admit That I’m just built like that I never could imagine That this voice would be so hard In fact it’s not a choice at all I’m forced to play these cards I’ll paint the sky with sunshine While the system I explore But if the day converts to rain The storms won’t be ignored The thunder might be muting As in silence I release Not meant to flood the eardrums But to wet my soul with peace The wrong side of the bed sometimes Can sound just like a cockatoo Permit this broken record or switch off As I can never do The place that keeps me sane within Though sheltered far from evil Pretentious surface smiles aside Inside there’s great upheaval I'd hope to stay on wishful clouds of love until the end of days Though realistically I know Life doesn’t work that way

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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