Freedom is not given to us by anyone; we have to cultivate it ourselves. It is a daily practice... No one can prevent you from being aware of each step you take or each breath in and breath out.
Thích Nhất Hạnh
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Truce
Faultless in the eyes that I could never open
Wide enough to see me through
Much to my surprise it never orbits around
The things you should hold me to
I stand here, wondering
And I'm waiting
[Chorus]
My ear is twisted in all the thoughts
A glimpse of truce just because
It's always almost never close
I close my eyes hide the distance
Enchanted by the face of peace and when it turns
To sunken eyes and waterfalls
Unsatisfied with simple things entangled in the chords,
I can't take any calls
I stand here waiting
I'm calling
[Chorus]
Waiting around for some kind of peace
Hoping you find me in my need
My ear is twisted
It's always almost
[Chorus]