Be still my soul, for a while
Remember what you have been and will become again
See the road of a million miles stretched out in front of your eyes
And read the story of your life
A blade of grass on a field
Reaching for stars far away, broken by wind and rain
Till a day just like any other brought change upon the father
Never to remain the same
And you keep on feeling that you keep on drifting
Cause you keep on hearing what they keep repeating
So you keep pretending that it doesn't bother you at all
A rush of blood to the heart
Boy, you could shake the Earth and set it right again
If you found that blade of grass and tore it right from the ground
You might even reach the stars
Fly, fly high
Over limitation, over your frustration
Over all that's dragging you down - down below, where you came from
Overpopulation
Overnight sensation
Overcooked, overbooked, over your head
Carry me home, carry me home
When I fall to the ground
Bury my bones, bury my bones
Bury what's left of me
And you keep on feeling that you keep on drifting
Cause you keep on hearing what they keep repeating
So you keep pretending that it doesn't bother you at all
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