Sometimes I feel like I'm a bird with broken wings
At times i dread my now and envy where i've been
But that's when quiet wisdom takes control
At least I've got a story no one's told
I've finally learned to say
Whatever will be will be
Be nonchalant about everything in life
I've learned to take
The good the bad, and breathe
Cause although we'd like to know what life's got planned
No one knows if shooting stars will land
These days it feels naive to put your faith in hope
To imitate a child falling backwards on the snow
Cause that's when fears will usually lead you blind
But now i try to under analyze
Is the rope I walk wearing thin?
Is the life I love caving in?
Is the weight on your mind
A heavy black bird caged inside?
Say...what ever will be will be
Take...the good the bad, just breathe
Things like that are never in your hands
Yea, No one knows if shooting stars will land
Do you think what people say is important?
Just let go and fly away...
Take this for just what it is