Dancing in the breezeDancing in the breeze,More Like This
I find you,
Tucked away in our little spot
Hidden deep in the woods.
Snowflakes fall from the sky
Dancing in the breeze
Sticking to your eyelashes
I watch as they melt on your skin
You draw close and our lips meet
We sit with our hearts, lost
Dancing in the breeze
Living in each others arms.
Now our play is done,
We have work that needs to be done,
And as we walk away, I leave my heart
Dancing in the breeze.
IdealistShe fucks the policyMore Like This
She spits on the vanity of the rich
She dreams of a just world
She dreams of an easier life
So tonight, she came into the street
So tonight, she will launch of the stones
So tonight, she will yell her despair
The purpose of this night
Show to politicians that she has also a right to exist
Human Nature.Human Nature.More Like This
And the ambitious achievers.
Need the realists to stop them from flying too close to the sun.
The logical idealists
And the informed defeatists.
Need the dreamers to show them how some struggles can be won.
You see I am beginning to get the gist,
Of how we all unwittingly coexist.
Neither one can ever be dismissed,
As long as the reign of mankind persists.
As one tries, the other watches.
When one flies, the other dislodges
Stories aimed to defame, name, claim and shame.
Assuring and securing that the harsh reality still remains.
Individuality.Individuality.More Like This
These days most people are other people.
Only a few templates are distributed amongst the billions.
Maybe it’s because they see themselves as less than equals.
So they base and paste their thoughts from someone else’s opinions.
Their unfulfilled lives a mimicry.
Obtaining incompatible abilities.
Altering their figures physically.
Their passions are quotations.
Their theories are past equations.
They become victims of affiliations.
Remoulding their models into the shape of their role models.
Worshipping the words of Drake, Einstein, Rhianna and Aristotle.
Pursuing the idolised physique of a manufactured Coca Cola bottle.
They squeeze themselves into already overcrowded groups.
But you can only have so many cards in one particular suit.
To every leader there will always be surplus of recruits.
This process progresses day by day.
To the point where he and she have become they
“Mummy, when I grow up I want to be just like them”
Is what they all will s