Humanity
The land is ours,
The sea is ours,
Everything but the stars is ours,
And soon we’ll lasso them like horses.
The land is ours,
The sea is ours,
Everything but the stars is ours,
And soon we’ll lasso them like horses.
Sing a song my sweet Sing a song and go to sleep Lullabies caught in my head Body resting, warm in bed Smile a tired smile You’ve walked a thousand miles Rest and know tomorrow’s light Will ease the a
Write, write, write — write some more. Free these feelings, open the door. I’m nothing special, I’m not the best. I’m not perfect. I need rest. But rest never charges me, on the floor I start to plea.