Lyrics

Meditation in F Minor written by Daniel Lee

This morning the rains came
And I sat on the porch eating grapes to the symphony
Did the best thinking I could muster
While staying clear of the pain
Watched as an insect and bird still tried to fly
Thought about those lies in disguise
The simply refrain from telling kind
A lot of times what disguises itself to me
Is the worst kind of reality
It tugs at my coattails when I'm doing alright
And paralyzes my trust
My hope trudges on
Convinced otherwise, bird has to walk

I'm only given extremes of joy and pain
I keep holding these flowers that smile in the rain
I stand solid like a man who's finally safe
Only to crumple and lie in the lowliest place

And what happens to a dream deferred, Langston
What happens to a dream?


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