waste not what you are given(A.Melleby, 05.28.14)
I´m all out of words
yet, I´m sitting here
trying to write these lines
business as usual?
no, no, not for me
as the warrior that I am
I will forever defend
true love to survive
there won´t be a war
without me
hush, early riser
daylight is soon to arrive
why don´t you stick around as well
another glass of wine
another tale to tell
a heart in blossom
killed off by the dark end of the tale
leaving me wondering
thoughts stumble up on one another
why me
is the question that lingers in my head
why me and enough is said
the tower raising up towards the sky
is not meant to die
eagles are born to fly
giving in is not an option
I am that eagle
flying up towards the sky
looking for you
no matter why
I am the silent voice
I am the silent warrior
whispering into your ears
waste not what you are given
waste what you do not have
