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Spring’s home

Oh heavens, as you see us all from up above
Please tell us, the tired and weary, which is the way to Spring’s home?
 
The wheel of our star is broken, let us help and push it forward
Over the skies of our city, the only light is of gleaming daggers
Put your cold dying plant by the window for others to see
And let it inspire them to raise their voices
And tell us, the tired and weary, which is the way to Spring’s home?
 
It kills me to see that above our city, all our stars have stopped shining
The green leaves of our gardens, are now wilted and left discarded
Our passengers of Hope, have been taken from us
If only a butterfly would fly above and sprinkle joy upon us
And tell us, the tired and weary, which is the way to Spring’s home?
 
Beside the fish bowl, they stroke the cat
Pretending to be men of faith, They practice trickery and deceit
And as we reach the finish line, they stretch it farther away from us
Oh heavens, as you see us all from up above
Please tell us, the tired and weary, which is the way to Spring’s home?
 

Life

What do you think?
That life is a broken down sail boat
That life is rooted in dirt
 
In this fallen wreckage,
where all signs of health has left
Life seems like a dead end to you?
 
The weather is grim, which wind will you pursue?
What grey cloud has taken you over?
That with thousands of years of rain, you still can't defeat it
 
Pass through this turbulent winding road to nowhere
We are all caught in this somber whirlwind, together
together
 
We are the masterpieces of creation,
opponents of darkness,
confined but free from the seven kingdoms
 
With our backwards (traditional) mentality
We expect greatness and miracles
Thirsty of truth and weary of advice,
Because they've drawn a line of good and bad for us
Because they've cut every branch of hope from us
 
Bitter, bitter is the taste left in us
We are good at pretending and love denying
We seek blessings,
though we are not believers
Maybe this is our destiny
But the burden is ours, if we make the same mistakes
And surrendering
Regretting yesterdays
We should live while we are still alive
 
Life is like a shattered mirror
That even reflects the grandest tree as broken
The way the valley looks, at dusk
The road between the mountains seems hindered to us
The eternal time can not be measure by our meer steps
In eternity a lifetime of pain is merely a moment
Like a river flowing down toward the rocks
Flow
Miracles rise only from the living
So live
 

World is a place to pass

If I'm about to yield
Move towards the black signs
If my dreams are about to fall from my hands
 
I have been, I have done, I have seen
World is a place to pass
 
If my ticket is cancelled
If good days are now only memories
 
If pain and regret is about to hit me like a thunder
 
I have been, I have done, I have seen
World is a place to pass
 
If my hear is broken and sadness is here
If I am under pressure but I don't give up
 
I don't care if i stay or leave
But I will fight until I am alive
 
I have been, I have done, I have seen
World is a place to pass