When i unveil my bias mind and open
The beauty runs free for me to see.
Fighting inside to hold on to a burning rope,
But everyday you inspire me more
Everyday you free me more
Everyday you show me more.
Old visions bluster in the wind
Wrap around my neck and loosen the braid.
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Holdin' on to the new visions and lettin' go of the old...
yep, not so easy sometimes.
You haveta be like Tarzan and just keep swingin' from vine to vine.
Just don't let yer hands git too burnt.
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