July 17, 2013

Dive



In my mind, I paint traces of gold
And dark frightening clouds
Weaving concurrently
What I feel's often shut by the wind
Never constant and clear
Dwelling to discreate

No more wasting time
'Cause I'll sing oh whoa whoa oh
All my life
Still is fine
As I'm breathing all in
So I'll sing oh whoa whoa oh
No regrets
I just dive
I'm not here to just win

What I do is keep on living life
Never knowing what's right
Or what's good or what's fine
In the end, I got nothing to lose
Only singing the blues
Celebrating the hues

No more feeling bland
'Cause I'll sing oh whoa whoa oh
All my life
Still is fine
As I'm breathing all in
So I'll sing oh whoa whoa oh
No regrets
I just dive
I'm not here to just win

You can sweep the whole world away
Be divine and call it a day
Pride your feet on a pedestal
Won't even bore to hear your call

The words coming out are but unreal
I'm simply declaring how I feel
'Cause if you throw even one instance
You're just a fool, running bare distance

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