So there ends my little life lesson rant for tonight. I heard this song on the radio the other day just when I needed to hear it.
Someone falls to pieces, sleeping all alone and someone kills the pain
Spinning in the silence, it finally drifts away
someone gets excited in a chapel yard and catches a bouquet
another lays a dozen white roses on her grave
And to be yourself is all that you can do
to be yourself is all that you can do
Someone finds salvation in everyone, another only pain
someone tries to hide himself, down inside himself he prays
someone swears its true love until the end of time, another runs away
separate or united, healthy or insane
And to be yourself is all that you can do
to be yourself is all that you can do
to be yourself is all that you can do
to be yourself is all that you can do
And even when you’ve paid enough, been pulled apart or been held up
Because every single memory of the good or bad faces of luck
don’t lose any sleep tonight
I'm sure everything will end up alright
you may win or lose
But to be yourself is all that you can do
to be yourself is all that you can do
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