Oh sweet wisp of melody

Wrap your arms around me.

Tell me lies that keep me sane

As my world doth wax and wane.

And so it goes

Doesn’t it?

What I see, what I hear, what I feel…

Isn’t that how it goes?

Breath life, exhale death…

Or maybe it’s the other way around.

Strength comes from foiled fatal trials

Brutality pushed through miles

A youthful heart broke in two

What didn’t kill you, made you…

And so it goes

The origin of free will

Giving life, giving vigor

Allowing you to sculpt your fate,

Waiting for you to make a stand.

Breath your life and exhale your death.

And so it goes…