Saturday, 28 January 2017

Middle Of Nowhere by O.b.i



Leaves fighting the wind, dust covers the air
All my journey through the night, how have I come to be here
This is not the beginning and it looks not like the end
It is where the footpath fades, an end to following trends



This is the middle of nowhere, from where I will find my path
And this is not goodbye, those I love are forever in my heart
Moments of happiness and memories of bliss strengthens me to go on
Thrusting forward into uncertainty, ready for the crown or the thorn



Today, tomorrow and onwards, shoulders straight and heads high
I will walk free of fear, weather the storm and sail into the tide
And there will be a new name to this, the path of the fearless
When I’m done, I will leave nothing behind but greatness

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