we are innocently born to this playground
mostly water, but not liquid, made from milk
admiring the bright yellow sun
where we find our freedom
voice speaking inside, without a mouth
we're learning who we are
the story behind a name unravels
songs begging to be felt, to be written
what was placed upon your shoulders?
parts of us crack open
like a cloud when it starts raining
some days you wish it would rain hope
hope in a form of seeds, so it would grow
we wish we could dance instead of race
where have we lost ourselves on the path?
mind weary from repeating the same maze
hungry for change - let it rise up from the ashes
let it flow through our lives
we've been lost and thirsty
pouring our cups with dreams
heart throbbing with yearning
what it could be like, asking for courage
to make a step in the right direction
what awaits there?
