Sitting here with all my troubled thoughts
Thinking of a future with you in it
I had to force my mind of it
It all seems like a book or dream or movie
But I can't see the story
Just a blank screen staring back into my eyes
How could
I believe that I was meant for something more
Than simply breathing through my mouth
It all comes down
To faith and hope in something more
Than this world can offer now
It can offer me
The promise of a future
Of being more than human
It can offer us
The clarity I needed
That's all I wanted all along
Original Lyrics by bricrane 2009
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I think... so i write. I think because there's either too much or too little going on in my life. My life is a balanced tension. A constant harmony of contradictions. Both logically creative and creatively logical. I think... so I write.
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