Thursday, November 15, 2012

Your time will come


As time slips by like blood from a vein things go on and minds slip again. When we look back what will we see, reflections that were or visions to be? Another notch in our belts horizons gone by possibilities arisen limits the sky but what to be done when truth is a lie
Built and bred live to dead
Foot in grave nothing in head
Raised a fool blind and deaf
Misshapen man bent and bereft

I want to be strong for you
Stand tall and proud for you
Let you know a better day is just tomorrow
Have your own path instead of just follow
A man is made through sweat and fears
And blood that’s given through the years
Don’t cry for change dry your tears

Your time will come

Be brave and stand tall
Both guns blazing you can have it all
Your tower awaits
In your path it will fall
Worry not my son you will hear its call

Your time will come

When at last you find your way
Hear the voices do not sway
Steady your hand and heart and soul
Shout the names you have come to know
Stand for the ones who have no legs
Live for the ones who seemed so dead

Your time will come





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