LIQUID VISION
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SING TO SURVIVE
My spirit was weary my mind was a mess
The way things were going I couldn’t care less
My life was in pieces my dreams cast aside
There seemed to be nothing much more down deep inside – no
Now I know I’ll turn this tide
This whole tide of despair
Into ripples
of hope
For my soul
To repair
To repair
The future is beckoning now I begin
To cut myself free from the state I was in
The wreckage is clearing the storm’s passing on
It’s really high time I was gone
I will sing to survive I will cry
This young world must not lay down and die/her life
Desperation and doom I defy
As I raise up my eyes to the sky
You can ridicule all that you like
But there’s really much more to this life
Than Ego and status and pride
These I’ll surpass as I ride
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