The day is beautiful
It keeps me motivated
To hold myself alive
In racing speed of light
My soul is dutiful
Through hurdles being grated
It was a holy strife
With dimming torch at night
I thought it wasn’t real
Why do my eyes hurt so
I am riding one holed wheel
To let my harvest grow
The night’s a nightingale
Whose song reverbs in mirrors
And tells us honey bedtime tale
About struggle being heroes
We’re all the same
While keep on trying not to loose
In battled escalated game
Of sobbing melancholy blues
I thought it wasn’t real
Why do my eyes hurt so
I am riding one holed wheel
To let my harvest grow
Music Video https://youtu.be/HLG-Amcr2dA?si=atAIyHsasadTOUbr
Keep on Trying
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