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Dec
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2009
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the key |
there’s endless expression for words written here
easily misunderstood unless I’ve let you in
well here is your window and here is your key
I speak in simple riddles, laid down in plain sight
it’s my heart that pours out and I’ve taught it to speak
it’s my thoughts that bleed ink, find a firm place to rest
I’m as simple as female and you know from my heart
it’s not meant to offend or dig wounds I can’t heal
it’s about all my pain and the hope in my sorrow
it’s my joy in deep darkness and lights in the tunnel
this life comes in waves, never know what might come
the best we can hope; stay afloat with the wind
it’s wild with confusion, but we’re safe in it’s hands
I cannot predict, couldn’t change things if I tried
but my heart never sleeps cause it’s cheering us on
so go after good things and keep on the right path
it’s bound to be worth it, if we’ll give up our way
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