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Waiting for the mist to clear (in my head)
And the waves to roll back (with the words that I wrongly said)
A new path to form
Those forgotten footsteps yet to fade
The bud into a rose to bloom
Your smile till the eyes to spread
Oh yeah I wait
For the seasons to change
Luck from yellow to green to red
The whistle to blow
The hour to strike
Clouds to meet, the rain to shower
The work to finish, the gloom to move over
Don't we all wait ?
The first cry, the last minute miracle
For soul mates to meet, trophies and medals to achieve
The sunshine once again, after the long dreary days
Presents to open, the skies to tame
The wonder to begin, the disbelief to disappear
History to rewrite and life to create
Know thyself, live it till the very end
For even the dragonfly will stop fluttering its wings
-- Devikka Bantawa
And the waves to roll back (with the words that I wrongly said)
A new path to form
Those forgotten footsteps yet to fade
The bud into a rose to bloom
Your smile till the eyes to spread
Oh yeah I wait
For the seasons to change
Luck from yellow to green to red
The whistle to blow
The hour to strike
Clouds to meet, the rain to shower
The work to finish, the gloom to move over
Don't we all wait ?
The first cry, the last minute miracle
For soul mates to meet, trophies and medals to achieve
The sunshine once again, after the long dreary days
Presents to open, the skies to tame
The wonder to begin, the disbelief to disappear
History to rewrite and life to create
Know thyself, live it till the very end
For even the dragonfly will stop fluttering its wings
-- Devikka Bantawa
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