"Times have changed and times are strange. Here I come but I ain't the same. Mama, I'm coming home. Lost and found and turned around by the fire in your eyes. Don't understand why we can't just hold on to each others' hands, take these broken wings and learn to fly, the book of love will open up and let us in.
And as we wind down the road our shadows taller than our soul, there walks a lady we all know, who shines white light and wants to show how everything still turns to gold and if you listen very hard, the truth will come to you. At last when she's buying a stairway to heaven.
Life is ours, we live it our way, trust I seek and I find in you, open mind for a different view, so close, no matter how far couldn't be much more from the heart, forever trusting who we are."
~Peace Pot Microdot
