There is something deep down
struggling to be found
it can hold life's treasures
it's worth cannot be measured,
but it is not worth a dime
its orders you must mime
it can speak
it can act
but you must do it,
on its behalf
it is a riddle waiting to be solved
it is a mystery that will evolve
it can love
it can hate
you choose which it creates
it is your heart.
is it light?
is it dark?
They try to rob your heart blind. They try to control your mind. Follow His voice through the sun and rain. Times are getting crazy, times are getting hard. Never Fold Your House of Cards.
No comments:
Post a Comment