Sell me a pen
Beyond these four walls around me
There is a world of kind
There are all the things about me
I’m still yet to find
And I won’t linger
Cause I’m more than just a loss
I’m more than a finger
And there’s so much yet to cross
And I’ll have to leave behind
The shape of a footprint
To read between the lines
And shades of my fingerprint
I’m more than a boundary
I am the dream
Of the other side
And to be found and free
I must seek
Another way to climb
For all the time sold
To a blindfold
Of horizon
For all the tight mold
Of a white gold
To a diamond
For every bad flu shiver I’ll feel
I’ll find a brand new river to heal
Inside
Cause once we lose, once we win
Once redemption, once a sin
Once we find our sun ray
Once we loose it halfway
But a man is more than every fall
Than every river
He once drowned
A man is each and every wall
He’s brave enough
To take down
So buy me your wings
And sell me a pen
To write all the dreams
I possibly can
So buy me a word
And sell me a plan
To search the world
And find me again