Will u pick me up when I feel contagious will u accompany me when I feel flirtatious

Coz my condition is a frame of mind and my procrastination and makes me feel like

I feel like I'm fighting

You made me righteous when I felt indifferent and you talked to me quietly when I need to listen. My connection is not a material world it's to the wind in the trees and the language we

The language we speak

(I wont let go)

Open your hears open your eyes open arms and open them wide

Embrace the day, embrace yourself and don't let it ever slip away...

You give me purpose when i need salvation

You fill me courage whenever I need elation

Our inventions is our mortal wound as our natures hand will be

The freedom we lose

 

My Vocation is a field an endeavor makes me feel isolated makes me fall like a feather.

My premonition is a warning sign that our planet is losing to the hands of time

(I wont let go)

Open your hears open your eyes open arms and open them wide