We’re just so inevitable, you’re woven within my souls call, see it doesn’t matter if we fly or fall, for your hearts entwined within me despite it all.
When you follow your soul you lose the control, as conditioning falls away the world becomes less loud; but then your soul tribe appear the ones who also vowed, to ensure the depths of their hearts found.
It always comes back to you, when I turn away you’re in my rear view; life twists and turns arriving at pastures new, but still it always comes back to you.
Why is it so difficult to simply be, to look around the room and just be free; why do I feel a need to add something to me, when I’m the consciousness that holds every key.
