That your skies are finite and limited, that you’ve dreamed the impossible dream; your future inhibited.
Oh please, they’ve been shoveling that lie since the 60s.
No one can decide what you can or can’t move through...
This is your challenge, your life. What is it that you want to do? --
Sit and be still and not shine the way your light was meant to.
Oh, I pray that ain’t true, I pray that ain’t true.
Please… don’t fall into the abyss because something negative once rules you
Please… understand I’m from where you are and I got to fight my demons too
Please… don’t give up because somebody broke your heart and some things fell thru.
Please… This is life, you own it, it does not own you.
