You run away but you still stay still
You can make a hole but at the end it will fill
You can always look but you never see
You find what you can do but it's a thing you can't be
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The snow is falling, can't you see?
As angels are placed on the Christmas tree
The presents opened bringing hope and joy
As children get their dream toy
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When there is chaos there is darkness and light
With chaos it can be night or can be bright
Without chaos it is neither organised nor unorganised
Though without chaos, chaotic things can be analysed
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In a club I feel at home
Because with friends I don't feel alone
They know my weakness but I don't care
As I know theirs and that is fair
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It's the year of the horse and celebrations commence
They are strong yet contained within a fence
They are noble and as courageous as can be
Yet regardless of these traits they don't seem to be free
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As they fly around and roam free
Dragons are as majestic as can be
They roar, they fight for their den
And they always win, again and again
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The staircase creaked as I walked slowly
I saw the state the walls were in, covered in guacamole
It was dark with a bit of light
But the room wasn't that bright
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I entered a well in a place that was unknown
But it was weird and felt like home
With a pond inside and a river too
I didn't know how to get through
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Have courage young one.
Have courage to have fun.
Have courage as courage fights your fear.
Have courage because I am always near.
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What colour is in the magical night
Some say it's dark and less say it's bright
And whilst it's beauty is clear to me
This is a thing some others can't see
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In a time long gone, a time far away
There was a war, you could hear fighting each day
You never really heard things but you knew what would come
There would always be news, tales of the unfortunate some
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A storm is howling
Though for some it's singing
It's singing it's beautiful melody
To express the falling rains tragedy
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In the Halloween of trick or treat
Pumpkins stares convince your heart to skip a beat
As the bats fly and the candles burn bright
There's a dark eeriness to the night
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The key hole of a silvery gray
And a rabbit not far away
I realised as I grabbed my key
This was the place that my family gave me
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Opposition
You run away but you still stay still
You can make a hole but at the end it will fill
You can always look but you never see
You find what you can do but it's a thing you can't be
In the end all seems lost
Even things that are free always have a cost
People may be gone but they never disappear
You may not be afraid but you still have fear
You can light a fire but it will still be dark
Accuracy may occur but the arrow doesn't hit its mark
You have something but it can just as easily leave
And the smallest mountain comes with a heave
In a book comes a finished story yet the story will never end
You think you are healed but the wound will never mend
Mess something up but it will stay in shape
For those who fly away never really escape