tears from a pen

As night gives way to day

As the night gives way to day, the birds will sing, your song will play.

You write each note with every thought, stay true to yourself, don’t be sold or brought.

You are the one who holds the key, life’s what you make it, what will it be?

For every single choice you make, will carve out the path your soul will take.

Believe in yourself and trust in your light, it will guide you through blinded sight.

You’re here for a reason not all will see, trust in the universe what will be, will be.