Your feet need foundation to stand your ground. 
Your hands need to reach and your song will be found. 
And all that you did not intend, 
are the words that I needed to send.   
  
Your soul needs a friend, at the bottom of the pile. 
Your eyes need a color to light up your smile. 
And all that you do feels alright, 
but the debt will increase hard inside. 
  
Live your life in the end of the ease. 
Make a stand for the thoughts that you need. 
Block the way, when there’s no need to flee. 
  
Your ears need a skill, for the tales to deceive. 
Your mind needs a will, for trust and believe. 
But all that is promised and said, 
is always much harder to get. 
  
Live your life in the end of the ease. 
Make a stand for the thoughts that you need. 
Block the way, when there’s no need to flee.