there’s a twinkle
little star
Will my footsteps lead me there?
The world’s spread out before
today
colourful carpet under
my feet, my say.
I am
the queen of my road,
I choose
the paths I wander...

little star,
twinkle more
I put my young hands
in that light of yours
Sing to me
the map of Life
Show me the trail
I will to live.

Yours is a path less traveled.
Rythmic for the love of drums.
Got cabinets full of bills,
things that’ll never keep.

A string thugs ever-so-slightly,
but it is visible you see?
Freedom was sold,
hope you kept the receipt.

it's been weeks
since we chose
different paths
but i'm hoping
that these
parallel ends
meet once again

You turn around,
You call my name
But I no longer believe the same;
There's paper stacked upon your window pane.

The clocks are worn,
My boots are torn,
They've come some way since they were born
And things that shine often do not conform.

A whisper here
Is a thunder there,
A glass of wine to lay it bare;
Don't tell me silence dwells behind that stare.

You don't run fast
Because you must;
It's fine to break out from your crust
And build a smile that's free from all your lust.

We're far apart
But all the same;
Forget the shapes and forms and blame
And you will see we walk down the same lane.

I walk through eyes
So close and distant
Depending on how long the instant;
Some grow warm while others grow resistant.

Unbounded powers to shake up the world
An eternal passenger riding it's waves
Into the wild soon shall you be hurled
To find a harbor spirit of life craves

Fate's dangerous game of lost and found
Step into the world of paths unexplored
Let your soul sing and behold her sound
Courage and hope will lead you to shore

Climbing to the top is the greatest game
Meaning of top only bound by your dreams
Let spark of your life shine with brightest flame
Weave threads of the universe or burst through the seams

there’s a twinkle
little star
Will my footsteps lead me there?
The world’s spread out before
today,
colourful carpet under
my feet, my say.
I am
the queen of my road,
I choose
the paths I wander...

little star,
twinkle more
I put my young hands
in that light of yours
Sing to me
the map of Life
Show me the trail
I will to live.

- RW. All rights reserved.

As you learn to correct mistakes
Pain humbles so you can grow
Eyes will cry, hands will bleed
You will appreciate it later though.

The stony paths you walked
Regret that haunts your brain
Sleepless nights, thoughts left unsaid
Are the pieces falling into place.