Heart open like the ocean, everything's moving in slow motion, like a poisonous potion. Mind free, eyes open but I ain't coping... As if the rooms are closing in, like nothing I've ever seen. Once,we were once a jovial nation. One that had a beautiful radiation, a beautiful destination and once a unique meditation... All life had brought us was happiness, until it all ended up in a huge mess. Whatever went wrong? For we were once strong. I guess we thought life was long, for we once sang the happy song. I wish I'd said more, until my heart became sore. Until I realised...realised that life was too short. If we entertain our sorrow, what about tomorrow? I wish I'd said to the nation, The sun has given birth to a new destination, a new meditation and a purer radiation. Embrace your inner soul. Let it be and let it see that it can be a better 'Me'. Open your heart and listen to it's screams and turn them into somebody's dreams. Listen to your soul,mold it into gold and turn it into somebody's goal. Take in the wild,cool air and...begin to THINK! But not the ordinary kind, but the one of a kind that can enrich your mind. As it grinds within your memory lane, it will start to gain something. That tends to train your brain and inner soul... To feel what is concealed. As it tries to fly towards the sky, use it to train other people's brains. And that might seem insane until it reaches unsane and sounds sane. Our people are drenched in the rain... The rain of pain. As this rain quenches their depression's thirst, we should think of them first.
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