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Global Pulse

2024-04-18

Lyrics

[Verse 1] In the realm of the open mind, a child did roam, Thoughts fragile like eggshells, yet free to roam, Every idea danced, in a kaleidoscope of dreams, In the garden of the mind, where nothing's as it seems. [Pre-Chorus] But one day, a seed of doubt crept in, A dangerous weed, a darkening sin, Entwining thoughts, suffocating light, In the labyrinth of the mind, where shadows take flight. [Chorus] Oh, eggshell-minded child, lost in the maze, Where once bloomed wonders, now tangled craze, In the grip of the weeds, where illusions deceive, In the garden of the mind, where shadows weave. [Verse 2] With each passing hour, the weeds did grow, Choking out truth, in a relentless flow, No space for new seeds, to take root and thrive, In the chaos of the garden, where shadows connive. [Pre-Chorus] But amidst the thorns, a whisper did rise, A lesson from the darkness, a truth disguised, For even in shadows, there's a glimmer of hope, In the dance of the weeds, in the maze we elope. [Chorus] Oh, eggshell-minded child, don't lose your way, In the wilderness of weeds, find strength to stay, For from the tangled web, new life may spring, In the dance of the weeds, hear the echoes ring. [Bridge] So let us embrace the chaos we sow, For within the weeds, new truths may grow, In their resilience, we find our own, In the dance of the weeds, we're never alone. [Chorus] Oh, eggshell-minded child, break free from the haze, In the garden of the mind, let your spirit blaze, For from the depths of doubt, we'll rise, In the dance of the weeds, reclaim the skies.