Rock Star

It's All Up To You

Let love come in,
And be there with the crowd;
Passions of joy and sin,
Is what life's about.
Either way it goes,
Different thoughts to mind;
Flower seed that grows,
Hard sometimes to find.

Let your song be true,
Through the clouds of time;
It's all up to you,
What reasons should there rime.
And if you find the way,
Just make it last a while,
Like night comes to day,
To give its unique style.

Let life be like this,
That to the world is born;
Each day a little wish,
In reality that is forlorn.
Minutes of a song flows,
Through what you make it to be;
Recurring waves of billows,
Makes oceans deep and free.

posted by Peter S. Quinn @ 9:05 AM