It all leads the same way,
where the storms are of the past,
and the time is gonna stay,
frozen, broken in rust.
If the melody of cry,
is gonna echo in me,
I ask for the sounds of life,
to journey through eternity.
Cause I know, the notes of silence,
will fight, endure the deepest pain,
and patience will be the guidance,
for the joy that will remain.
I feel the breath of harmony,
as the world stops suddenly,
a moment of relief charging deep,
in the deepest mind to be.
These sounds of life are the key,
to be free, for once, to live,
all the present, every second,
how to love, how to give.
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