We always have a choice,
At least we think we do
We can always use our voice
We thought this to be true
We can live in fear.
Or stand ourselves to love
We can fall before love, or lift ourselves above.

Fear can stop you my way
Love can stop your fears
Fear can stop you my way
And it's not always that clear.

We always tried so hard
To show ourselves around
Now I'm closing up again
Draining through the ground


I have to give myself away
I find it hard to trust
I got my map to find my way
And what's this cloud sometimes?


And it's not always that clear….
Not always that clear…

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