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Living
I would like to tell a story,
this is not one of failure,
but one of glory.
There was once one who lived,
they walked the earth in peace,
never looking back,
never giving, never taking
never trying, never losing.
They existed in the way that they were alive,
born into the unknown, not once were they shown,
that living is as easy as being alive;
that taking a breath is an insult to death,
and a beat of the heart is a step away from the start.
A lesson can be learnt from living a life of hurt,
that one day enough is enough,
we cant change what has been done,
and we don't know what's to come,
so live like the one in this song.
Don't try to right the wrong,
or worry about what's ahead
just live instead, use your head,
for we are all flying free,
and inevitably, regrettably,
one day we will all be dead.
this is not one of failure,
but one of glory.
There was once one who lived,
they walked the earth in peace,
never looking back,
never giving, never taking
never trying, never losing.
They existed in the way that they were alive,
born into the unknown, not once were they shown,
that living is as easy as being alive;
that taking a breath is an insult to death,
and a beat of the heart is a step away from the start.
A lesson can be learnt from living a life of hurt,
that one day enough is enough,
we cant change what has been done,
and we don't know what's to come,
so live like the one in this song.
Don't try to right the wrong,
or worry about what's ahead
just live instead, use your head,
for we are all flying free,
and inevitably, regrettably,
one day we will all be dead.
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