When time is changing very fast

And you’re looking for something to last

Maybe you feel it’s all too hard

But roaming in the dark you’ll see the spark

You’re trying to keep a broken cup together

That make the glass break like a feather

Just like a feather


When you finally reach the point when you will see

There are many ways you can be free

Free from all the thoughts that have possessed you

Free from all the fears they taught to hold you down

To the ground

Prejudice will be covered with mountains

Good old peace will rule being spread by little fountains


You can’t always do it right

According to what people say it might seem like

That you’re always on the side of the road

But who can say to he or she

That’s not the way it goes


Changes in my thinking

Changes when you look around

Changes in my talking




When you hit the ground


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