The Chain
Life goes on,
Whether we will it or not,
In an unforgiving chain--
And it makes us free.
Whether we will it or not,
Another day is seen
And it makes us free.
We spread our wings.
Another day is seen.
At times, people are lost.
So we spread our wings
And carry regret.
People are lost--
Whether we will it or not--
And so we carry regret
In an unforgiving chain.
And it makes us free.
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