It's all a waste - when lightning comes from the skies...
Why do we do it?
Why do we breathe it?
Why do we see it?
Why do we believe in it?
Because it's all a waste when the lightning comes from the skies...
We can do a lot of Great things.
Reshape words and other things from old -
We can make whole new worlds out of tiny drips and drops of life -
But it will all mean nothing
If the lightning falls from the skies...
There is no point working in vain,
wasted sweat is like wasted tears,
Forgotten forever like an empty life drowned in empty
years...
But every breath that pulled you up,
Every sound that woke you,
That made you think
Is all for nothing,
When the skies let the lightning fall.
So don't be a fool
Don't say yes when your heart says no;
Waste time
But don't waste tears,
Waste years
But don't waste sweat -
And never threat, if the game doesn't play out as planned.
But pray and sing for the moment,
Fight for the idea that lives in every second -
Because none of it will mean anything
IF THE LIGHTNING FALLS FROM THE SKY
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