Friday, December 4, 2015

Our journey

The wind that has blown today
From the damnedest of places 
to heavens, we wait tomorrow,
while roll the drums of changes
sound better than yesterday's sorrow

Laid I in the filth of broken promises;
I ended up in your arms
And the wounds I licked,
healed through your charm

It's not the end of the road,
but a beginning of new beginnings
I'll hold your hands and walk again,
and cash my winnings

And even though I stand at the edge
of an uncertain future
I stand with you, unafraid of what may come
I stand here as your suitor

While we long for the safety in our destiny
There's a reason I took a risk and dove
At the end of the fall is our victory, and 
the journey is our love

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