Michiel Bangels (mai 2 1991 / Belgium)
Mystery On Its Own
In life we live under the impression that we get what we deserve
Cause and consequences, faith and luck
But Life isn’t always that fair
Life isn’t a consequence, nether a cause
Other interpretations, other life, other faith, maybe something we call luck
If we would only get what we deserve, life wouldn’t be fair.
‘Cos everything deserves a second chance
Maybe it's a dream to don't live in reality,
to live somewhere where everything makes sense,
somewhere were everything came true.
But than what would we dream about...?
Let us not try to break life apart, into little pieces we call cause and consequence, faith and luck
But let us try to want nothing in return and let’s take nothing for granted.
Let us try to thank and... let life be a mystery on its own
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