We follow our passion quietly and success will follow us, for our passion are the winds that propel our vessel... when our reason is the pilot that steers her..
we follow our passion for passion is universal humanity,
we follow our passion because,
without passion Art is useless,
without passion religion is spiritless
without passion history is meaningless
and if passion drives you, then let the reason hold the reins... reins of forgiveness
If I had wings on which to fly, I would be without word... and not a tear would my yes cry, I'd be so close to your board.
If I had wings on which to fly, up in your clear blue sky, I'd fly so far and fly so high, where no human eyes could ever pry.
If I had wings on which to fly, I'd fly though clouds with rain, and wash away sorrows and lies, and wash away the pain.
If I had wings on which to fly, high in your atmosphere, where I could
hear your longing cry, only then my heart would know no fear
When greed takes people where they need to go, it hidden from them the truth, the stories the need to know,
As the homeless walk around with an empty stomach and an empty hands, as the selfish watch the world vanish with an amazing empty minds,
Didn't you notice that...
A home is now only a house, a life becomes in narrow screens browse,
And the world moves in blind to shid blood, under every nations god.
And I wounder where and when we lost our humanity, and how much is the cost we should pay to graving back our morality.
For I see nothing but a perfect vanity, people craving for it.. Even if they've gone blind.. Blind with insanity.
