
A push or two
styling the needy body
sadly made over.

A push or two
styling the needy body
sadly made over.

A proud talking – fellow for everybody who wants – your choice to listen.

Stone to stone – made only to fit in – not for us.

Building it up – stone by stone all alone – a smashing crash.

Tight together – saying I will follow you – show at stage.

Actually – own hearth is gold worth – just saying.


Reaching top – while crowded below – the lonely way.

This herd – keeping all so trusty together – no matter what.

Writing the light – out of shadows and darkness – turnarounds in life.

Eyes shut open – with a broken story on the lips – running scared.

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