the farther we are away from the source, the more the shadow is blurred
when content to dream rather than do, we open doors within ourselves
a positive word always travels quietly in ways we don’t know
what we’ve forgotten can still come back and haunt us as lost memories
there’s always a route around the barriers that pop up in our path
the fear of drifting is in giving up control we don’t really have
without exploring we never truly achieve a true sense of home
you’re not wasting time if you are doing something that your soul requires
the unusual if it’s seen often enough will become normal
a coating of snow treats everything equally giving it beauty
uptown jack 