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Winds of Time

 

Take your Dreams and all your schemes
and simply hold some faith
open your eyes  its to late for tears my child
Because the winds of time
are blowing the sands of fate into the air
Hold out your hands and give to take
show your heart no need to shake
because in your rise you will not fall
the writings on the wall
but IM here with you to help you see it through the storms,  and remember
Everybody's searching to be found
see past the windows and the paving stones
open your ears to the silent screams  keep on guard
but don`t close your eyes to hope
because its all we have left in the world
so say a prayer if it helps but make your own way my loves
Be aware of those less fortunate
the thirsty child and the weary old souls
take hold of your child and let them know the meaning of it all
because the time is running out 
as we walk a shorter mile
on the thin ice that is melting in the poles
Don`t regret your pride and your joys
but take stock of your intentions
theres simply no certainty it all lays in the mysteries of man
so when the tears start to well just remember
that on every corner theres another less fortunate than you
because you have the wings of angles to see you through.

                                                               
                                                                

Written by Tina  (c) 2003

Sources & Credits
Tina Copyright 2003
I wrote this originally to my kids, but it applies to all children today, and anyone else that understands it.  This will be turned inside out and made musical. 

 

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