Going around, around and around
The point of no return, and yet
Going round, and round, and round
The point of anxiety, and yet
Going through, and through, and through
From the finish to the start.
Open a window, and blow
Break a vow, and blow
O please forgive me My Lord
And yet, wake me up with a thunderbolt
Open a window, and blow
Break a vow, and blow
Take too long to burnt,
And yet, raise the fire and don't you turn
Grab the pain and paint the waste
Crawl, walk, run, and tie up the waist
No lines, no walls, no mountain too high
Only mind that's need to be freed out of sigh
This miles ahead and behind,
And lesson to learn, out of discouragement abide.
Now fly,and make it worth,
Out of borders, and rebirth..,
To a way back - that is nowhere.
BCN, March 2011
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