Do you feel the tinge of losing hope?
Do you know that feeling when one gives up,
Or that point when people sink to the ground
Helpless, desperate, weak and tired,
After knowing, learning that fate’s a bitch
And that it wins all the time.
Do you know that all cleverly laid plans are led astray
And that every beautiful home
Often turns to ruins.
Well, if you know then you must also know
That every storm ends and brings with it clear sky,
When the sun shines more brightly
And when the old and decayed, graciously
Make way for the new and the rejuvenated.
And you must also know that fate
However bitchy it may be
Can never shake up a foundation put with faith
And that hope is not a temporary feeling.
Every curve has a low and a high
And that is what makes it beautiful.
So cry and feel desperate
Lose hope and curse fate
But do not stay on the ground
Because this storm will end
And the new world which will emerge
Will need a new you.
So cry all you want but strengthen your core.
Rise like a Phoenix and give the world a new hope
With your sweet song of old and new world.