But when it comes to anything you must
see your way.
Your path may not clear, your thoughts
might stray.
But you can never
just go away.
You know the fire never goes out,
it is eternal and forever
we keep, like the light
outside.
The rose always quickens it\'s steps.
And the rock always rolls it\'s way.
Thoughts collide igniting into,
another feeling, another touch.
Fireworks at the first.
the next,
and the next.
You can paint anything with words
that ignite the night sky.
Love is a magic brush.
That can paint your emotions
into any shade.
Thoughts collide igniting into,
another feeling, another touch.
Your an impossible everyday, not what
the other ones would say.
\'Reckless\'
This isn\'t too much to walk your way,
and to leave it all behind.
As you do yesterday for tomorrow
is not painted it is not known.
There is a way to break free.
Out from all the things you see.
Futility.