Make my decisions, carry my flame. Reading my lines for the camera's stare. Sentenced to follow. . Mental incisions easy to trace. Recycled all of my daily rhymes.
I shivered and listened. To a cold night's warning. I've never walked closer. To the edge of the dawning. . Every step that I take. Could carry me homeward.
Rising resistance decision to abort. Plan of peace in danger. This weight on our shoulders, much too heavy now to hold. Dreams of high cards, now have been thrown fold.