Stay heavy my diamond.

Seek the ways you shine.

Head where you once ,a little coal.

Hear the echoes it told.

Stop the spikes that grow.

Hold on ,to your soul.

You will realise in the end.

The story that’s once yours.

Will you try one day to see?.

The paths that waves through the sea.

Shining through.

Reflecting you.

To see the diamond you can be.

After all ,every diamond starts as a little coal.

So go through the forest and be.

The sun that raise above the trees.

Be the wing , that is guiding you.

To be the sparkles, that the diamond would send.

And go through the desert that leaves.

The marks of the tales ,that once buried then .

You can’t see ~but still you can feel.

The tales that’s always have been yours.