Progression
The seasons change
leaves falin’ and sproutin’
All around me lights are
blurring, streaking
but my house in the sand
is still standing
Me
The only constant in my life is me
Living in the clouds
On the ground
Pouring the foundation
for my progression
I’m the pauper in the palace
forging the silver spoon
in the back room
Hedonism filed under U
Progression is my obsession
My mindset may have changed
but my resolve stays the same
Progression
Teken in op LitNet se gratis weeklikse nuusbrief. | Sign up for LitNet's free weekly newsletter.