there’s always the chance that what we see happening possibly isn’t.
you can’t make a friend out of a stranger; unless you first build a bridge
sometimes the message gets lost; or only matters when it’s obvious
patience is easy when you know how long you’ll wait before the next train
when a branch is cut history and the future are forever changed
needed by the soul silence can be hard to find until you seek it
sometimes i wonder how others just don’t stop in awe when the sky’s on fire
things we cannot change we need to learn to accept that’s the way they are
sometimes you notice something you hadn’t thought you would like to know
when we wander far from our comfort zone, we risk finding adventure