What would it be like, to be left alone?
With dark thoughts, when there’s no one home.
The dark horses that you see, wise and old.
Are they from the stories you were never told?
When you look through them, what do you see?
Your dreams, those memories, what you wanted to be.?
Oh! Rise up and shine, this is your fate.
Through the clouds, the sun shines, it’s never too late.
Do you remember walking in the green?
The blue, the bright, just like a dream.
You were running, in and through.
Your were happiness and your hands held your shoes.
Back in thoughts, and back in time.
I’m you and you are mine.
Let it go, oh, the time has come.
Yes, I know, you can see the sun.
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