Writing this lonely song,
About a little boy who's set to see the world.
He is just like you and me,
But now its time for him to know,
That nothing, will ever remain the same...
The only constant is change,
Nothing remains the same.
One moment you see clear blue skies,
The very next its cloudy and grey.
What used to be, used to be;
What's important is what's gonna be,
What'll he'll find, what he'll see,
All that's he's known, might no longer be.
What he loves he has to let go,
What he believes, he no longer knows,
Where he might go, Who he might be,
Its going to be all up to him to show...
So that little boy, with his little dreams,
Set aside what it already seems,
To be the present, and brace yourself,
For the times ahead, its hardships and dread.
May it be lonely, or just sad and blue.
May it be jovial, or jolly too,
May it be smoothsails,
Or just happy-trails...
He knows...
That its time for him to go...
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