sábado, 19 de septiembre de 2009

All I can see is all there is to be seen

We gave all our lifes to learn how to fly on our own,
Only to find that the edge of all we know was a painting above,
A clever desguise to make heaven reflect in our eyes,
In spite of all we were expecting to find in the skies.

We listened to preachers until losing our minds,
the first time there wasn’t especific race kinds,
But of course it all came with a prize.

Now it’s the consumation of everything we presumed,
it’s time everyone loses their masked hopes and dreams,
next time you open your eyes, you’ll see a blinding light,
the moment all false promises will finally ignite.

Only then will actions have meaning and real purpose.
Honestly living and dreaming for what we can truly obtain.
Going to magic places no institution will put rules for or oppose.
Cease to denying anything greater that sounds mundane.

No one will or has died for our sins, because there isn’t such thing,
Keep talking to yourself at nights, but quit looking up,
Don’t put your hands together, put them on someone else’s.
Quit suppressing what you really want to do, get rid of that fear.

Believe what you presence, believe what you feel.
Cause all you can see is all there is to be seen.
It’s up to you to find the secrets and beautiful things life can give.

1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

Nice work!