Whether you start at dawn or in the evening
It’s your own set of sails and not the gales
that tell the voyager how to paddle the boat.
that tell the voyager how to paddle the boat.
It’s always the prize that rips apart the brave
and when you find out why old words die out on the tongue,
you’ll learn to let new melodies break forth from your heart.
and when you find out why old words die out on the tongue,
you’ll learn to let new melodies break forth from your heart.
Like the twisters of the sea are the whirlwinds of
fate
As we journey through life’s alleys; it’s the aspirations
That decide the goal and not the calm or the tears
As we journey through life’s alleys; it’s the aspirations
That decide the goal and not the calm or the tears
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