Creative Lab – Where My Pictures Come to Life
What’s so good about morning?
That’s what I want to know
My life so young and yet full of morning
That’s not my legacy, one I’ll adjacently forgo
Instead, all I want comes in
My arms all widened, my eyes glow
So please don’t tell me good morning
You can miss me with that load
You did it alone,
with so little support,
Imagine your strength
with a tribe as your fort.
What fires ignite
when you all unite,
When voices rise,
your path alight.
What of the weak,
who came in flocks?
Sheep gathering,
to build you blocks?
Trying to dim, all that you stock?
Afraid to see your spirit lift up?
And those who doubted,
your craft, so long ?
Will they leap in joy,
with newfound plea?
Shan’t they beg to sight, you pleased ?
Shan’t they dance for joyous glee?
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Salvation is the key
It lays beneath your feet
You met the sheep’s for a high fee
They show you why you came to this feast
