On this journey there are no oars*
Struggling hard to settle upstream
Life they say is complicated with a difficult dream
Striving and placing to try to catch up
Once it is fulfilled the milk spills out of the cup
Crying and crying striving to live
There is not enough for anyone let alone from me to give
But wait a minute I am coming through the wrong doors
Ah yes, Now I know
It is time for me on this journey to throw away my oars
Dom*Colucci 2009
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