©2020 E. Ghill
 
See, victory shine on this battlefield
shadows took off your feet
Life is splashing colours onto your cheeks
echoes end in melodies
 
heartaches, illness, rumours, loss and deceit 
Can injure and make you weak
Black and white regrets won't even beat it
Sometimes you have to admit
 
These things could happen
These things could happen
 
Wounds and flaws are part of every story
And it shapes who you are
There's no shame to have in being the freak
For what you learn may bring you far
 
You've reached the point of an open ending
Talked them down and stopped whining
Pick up the dreams you left on the floor
There is nothing to wait for
 
These things could happen
These things could happen
 
Go where you wanna go
 
These things could happen
These things could happen