Dronee
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There's a world beyond this window
A place where hope is more than a word
Where there's growth
And time's passing is not always regret
I see more than existence
The substance of life is living not just existing
It's dreaming, striving and dreaming again
Despite the follies, the troubles and the pain
Yet, a barrier blocks, bars the window
And I know nothing of the lock
Yet alone the key,s o alone I watch
Watch through this window
With outstretched hand through the curtains
They saw the hand reaching and most were turning
Turning their backs for they only wanted to see the curtains
Our blind eyes obscuring that which we wish obscured
They say that there's a door opening
When another door is closing
I see them both and I entered
Another room, another locked window...
A place where hope is more than a word
Where there's growth
And time's passing is not always regret
I see more than existence
The substance of life is living not just existing
It's dreaming, striving and dreaming again
Despite the follies, the troubles and the pain
Yet, a barrier blocks, bars the window
And I know nothing of the lock
Yet alone the key,s o alone I watch
Watch through this window
With outstretched hand through the curtains
They saw the hand reaching and most were turning
Turning their backs for they only wanted to see the curtains
Our blind eyes obscuring that which we wish obscured
They say that there's a door opening
When another door is closing
I see them both and I entered
Another room, another locked window...