Dreams they are the powers that drive the
soul, they are that which creates joy yet allows pain,
like forest after a fire, the heart might yet again bloom
stronger more vibrant, to strengthen the soul of which it came.
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your eyes are like a sea of stars
like the ships of old they guide my soul to safe harbor
like a balm they heal my wounded soul
like pure flame they reforge my broken heart a new
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it is the thing which makes men mad,
it sets the heart flame to free the mind,
to an ancient language so sublime,
spoken through out all time.
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So afraid to let you close, for fear of losing you,
so afraid you'll see the real me, afraid you wont like what you see
so afraid that life without you is empty void
so afraid to say anything for fear of losing you
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Oh Fate I will not be bound by thee
mine path shall not be dictated by circumstance
I will raise a banner of rebellion against thee.
Though flawed, imperfect and fallible I may be
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Oh Fate I will not be bound by thee
mine path shall not be dictated by circumstance
I will raise a banner of rebellion against thee.
Though I am flawed, imperfect and fallible
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