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letra de ways of the wind - listener

against all the odd realities portrayed before i was
i stand with a life in my hand given to me before i was
i can with the tools of survival choose the right way
or i can’t won’t or don’t have to
i can pull this opportunity to me and hold on like it’s dear to me
and not let it pass through
or i can, stop here where i know the outcome and circumstance
float close to death in the stagnant pool of familiarism seeking to destroy i am
or at least the facade that most have imprinted in their lobes subconsciously
i’ll dredge through oceans of acquaintence scarred by their smiling faces
by the hap hazard way my life hangs for all to see
nervous ticking and shrugging off near misses or near hits to be more accurate for me
and who i let to see a piece of me is rare, so rare that i don’t know where i can be free
these are my thoughts my words wrote down in an order pre-destined to exist
i love all who know me and who have the ability to
and those who i’ve skipped or missed feeling cold as they can
hate steeping deep inside clenching their hands and fists
wrists hardened with the power of death you do what you need to
i’m just moving through going where i can be possibly lead or taken
and so very blatant i’ll allow openly for my heart to sink darts of despise and hate
knowing it’s not my life and it’s not so easy to mend
but in the act of letting go i’ll lose my want to defend
and tune my heart and listen, listen to the ways of the wind

when will i get to segregate myself from…
what can i say to represent my voice i’m…
what do i hear that opens up my mind some…
who can see me and tell me i’m normal i’m just…
why must i learn to delegate my wealth to…
how can you change and separate yourself when…
when does our fate come knocking for our doors why…?
who does it take when it comes to the wind on
i view the smug the so very pleased just-to-be’s
the: hey look at me’s. with all fingers pointed back at me
and think, pray really for the ability with human eyes to see
without jading my comprehensive outcome
judgment k!lls when it’s amongst the same level of life
distinction comes with prides tattoo
and i’ve been taught by those who think that they matter that this matters
but i’m not listening inside do you?

in perfect alignment is what my souls appetite yearns to be
hungry for the feel of forever with a tight grasp
white knuckles my skin to bleed
happily shed spots of sweat staining the path of continuance
i’m here to write but that’s not it
i’m here to listen to however the wind sees fit to move me
sailing on like living is a port and i long to be
it’s quiet words almost silently allow me to talk to myself, but i know it’s not right
i decree to set my journeys beginning with the first step
and then it’s up to you to set me free
i’ll make the biggest idiot out of myself
i’ve done it before and i know i’ll do it again
it’s like it’s good for my health
well, it might be good for a drop of humility
experience always seems to mark its stamp near me
crouched out of place with a plan to take me
i’m constantly learning always seeing teaching being
it’s what oxygen and gravity brings as its privilege
granted for all those who get the chance to encounter
always fleeing time lines and seeking eternity
when will i get to segregate myself from…
what can i say to represent my voice i’m…
what do i hear that opens up my mind some…
who can see me and tell me i’m normal i’m just…
why must i learn to delegate my wealth to…
how can you change and separate yourself when…
when does our fate come knocking for our doors why…?
who does it take when it comes to the wind on

- listener

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