Hold on to your life as
Being here can’t contrive
That when times are benign
Oh please take it in stride.
Fighting, laughing, crying and more
Your heart gets to be a little tad sore
So hold your heart as close as you can
As we ride this journey to another land.
Being here can be whatever you want
For a few are ever told, so let’s unfold
This life is forever a mould.
Can being here be underneath us?
Or are we just floating above it all?
One’s mind can only behold that
The truth will always be told!
