untitled fight
What to do the times at hand,now is the day i make a stand,
times come and times go
i only wish i could make it snow.
over the clouds of endless light,
i take my stand i make the fight,
times come to those who see,
that dreams are all that make us free.
I see you in my dreams
i wounder what it means
to see you to feel you
to fight for you to die for you.
time comes to me to know
times not hard but its not a show
so wake up and feel the light
stand up now and make your fight
for love
for laphter,
for friendship
and for you.
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