The tyranny of deterioration
It worries me that it’s all just a waste of time
Taking one step forward, two steps back
Still I believe there’s a thread through the thorns
Yeah I believe that somewhere it’s warm
And I believe that it’s ever bright beyond this black
So keep holding on to hope without assurance
Holding on to a memory of light
But will the morning come?
For all I know we’ll never see the sun
But together we’ll fight the long defeat
The suffering that I see all around
It’s enough to keep me crashing down till I I lie wrecked and reeling from these falls
Still I believe there’s a word in the wire
And I believe there’s a way through the fire
And I believe there’s a joy that blooms beyond these walls
So keep holding on to hope without assurance
Holding on to a memory of light
But will the morning come?
For all I know we’ll never see the sun
But together we’ll fight the long defeat
Thanks you so much for reminding me that i am not alone. You are angels. I love you so much brothers. May the sun shine upon you and liberate those for whom life has opened herself once again. Thank you. Om tare tumsoha. Life is beautiful. Message from stardust in quebec city coming from Reunion Island. Peace, hopefully. If not ill see on a tree or a rock or in a smile in this eternal present and we will sing again until the last one of them understand. Take care.