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

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