Most times a vision breeds just to see how far it goes And sometimes a wish can feed on self-esteem alone But every now and then someone looks Past the so called vital things A dream is born with lava blood Iron lungs and severed wings
The search begins for the good times grabbing all it can It knows that life ain’t long enough to spend it living by a plan It will not believe in wicked lies No matter how often told A sun-splash through a thunder cloud That’s just as young as it is old
Traded the promises of gold For a passion considered unsafe To question what’s told Credibility then sold Yet won’t sever one’s faith Forced underground it feels at home Safe and sound a gift all it’s own When done what pays most Born is a shallow smile ghost Destined to roam But on strides the one who believes what they’ve done Never relying on the rules of some games In which the rules are the same Play it dying
This time a vision bred not to see how far it goes Its appetite could not be fed on self-esteem alone Matters not if it a fortune brings Or never recognized at all Countless rewards and let downs Is what the real king boughtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
