Intro

Searching

The hands on the clock keep turning

But all good things come with burdens

Sometimes I'm feeling so uncertain

But all good things come with patience

And I been getting sick and tired of waiting

Working for a decade on this dream that I been chasing

And while I understood it take me far from home

I didn't think I fight these battles all alone

But on this lonely road, there's no turning back

Anytime you go through hell, you're bound to burn and crash

The clock is moving slow, but I'm learning fast

I've gained abundance by observing where I lack

And I've stayed planted underneath the sun

I don't bear fruit yet, the journey's just begun

That's why I'm still searching

The hands on the clock keep turning

But all good things come in time

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