THE TREE

That's Life

THE TREE

The rays of light overwhelming man’s sight as the shouts of joy resound

Every footprint a mark a garden of them what varsity to reach out in time

As the match begins, a chariot prepares for battle an army ready for war

But with the dawn of day comes the cries of heavy lips the battle has began.

The enemy sits at hill top eat your eyes and let the dust clap it hands

The band of high calling the horn of unicorns open mouths so wide loud

Preach abroad your mark even the deep dark will stand a time no legacy

The laws are then the hill tops for them the heritage of front lines a life.

Call it the fates of life, span open your choice and be the wise finger

At the very start is the light at the very end is the light let the eyes see

Flowing water of master pieces perfect what board what brush what vision

To be born is grace but a choice to live, if it be our fate then I’ll see you there.

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