“I’m just beginning, The pen’s in my hand Ending unplanned.
Staring at the blank page before you, Open up the dirty window, Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it, Release your innovation
Feel the rain on your skin, No one else can feel it for
you only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips, Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open, Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten.
I break tradition, Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines,
We’ve been conditioned, To not make mistakes
But I can’t live that way.
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window, Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance, So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions.
Feel the rain in your skin, no one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken,
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten”.
