when life curve's spins and swirls where do we sit our feet
how do we know, where do we stand no time to rest or sleep
the wicked never rest, nor see the light of day
yet the sun burns brightly in these eye's why can't i turn away
what or who are you, how do you really know
the question is to often there, yet no answer nor clue
we find our way and walk this path, forever and a day
to find ourselve's in this place wich isn't far away
for love that blinds is often there, to often do we miss
for when we search just that bit to hard, where blinded in our way
so step right back and take a look
this may not take that long, for when it's time and that it will
your path will finds it's way!
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