When all thats left of life is thrown down the drain, and all that remains of emotion are all that remains,
When the effervescent stars no longer burn brightly like the vivid canvas of imagination, and the puritanic suburbanites have made you the subject of their shun.
Break away from the crowd like the individual you are,
Race across the sky like the meteor falls,
Be more then the subject of intellectual drabble in the city, drawls and be more animated then the way the baby crawls
Turn towards the sun and absorb the warmth that today has given you for each passing day reminds us that the days are too few
so make this,
beginning true and allow yourself, to start anew