Rock Star

Give a Time

Give a time to be a star,
The rivers are out of control;
Some things are quite bizarre,
In and out of this chuckhole.

Give a time to flowing dreams,
Waves of the sea to try;
Though everything faraway now seems,
Let just your thoughts grow high.

Time is at ease or going,
Live with your changes to be;
There is some absolute in knowing,
What your eyes can not see.

Give a time for your freedom,
Follow the roads that are near;
There are many distances ad-infinitum,
But only yesterday becomes clear.

Time is at ease or going,
Live with your changes to be;
There is some absolute in knowing,
What your eyes can not see.

All chains are meant to brake loose,
To make away to your tomorrow;
You have no reasons for an excuse,
To stand against the undergo.
Say what you dream and dream yet again,
Your secrets are only inside your space;
Like rivers from mountains down to the glen,
Attitudes like dreams so many ways.

Like rivers from mountains down to the glen,
Attitudes like dreams so many ways.

posted by Peter S. Quinn @ 9:55 AM