so quickly it can disappear, and then, repeat itself repeat itself
as creativity is not always the what we can see but what we feel
when what we feel is so real it won't stay on a shelf
no book can contain an exploding brain
no song can express all a heart can confess
no movie can tell the depths of the well
of emotion, devotion, illusion, confusion
still sometimes somewhere we can hear the sound of a bell
that opens us to everything ever told can tell
and no one has to understand
as long as you do
i do, do you?
and no one has to lend a hand
as long as you can
pull yourself through
i do, can you?
and no one has to give a command
no power on high
no canon need explain the unknown
as long as you can overcome fear
you will know what is true
i can, i do, can you, do you?
truth true, i hope you do
or not so much maybe after all...
narf :)
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