It Is Time

My life has crept so long on a broken wing

My dreams were shattered and my plans were ruined

Haunts of horror, hatred and fears.

My life is but a dark and mournful night

Endless voices of dishonesty and death

My life is dark as the darkest eclipse

 

But oh! break not, O loving heart

Let it be a dream or a sorrowful nightmare

Wake up and rise in thy bed of tears

embrace the hope and open thy heart

Hear those loyal voices shouting for a peace of mind

Let thyself be fame and conquer victory

Let it go, let it be free and be you

 

It is time, It is time, O passionate heart

To be grateful, pure and true

It is time, It is time, O passionate heart

That old misery and broken dreams should die

It is time, it is time, O passionate heart

To forgive and forget

Save thyself and run

 

Let it go or stay, so I wake to the higher aims

Of a soul that is lost for a little her lust of gold

And love of peace that was full of wrongs and shames

Horrible, hateful, monstrous, not be told

I have proved, I have a heart in cause

and myself has awakened, as it seem to be better mind

I embrace the purpose of God and let go of fears.

 

It is time, it is time to change and be truly free.

 

 

dindin16

 

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