There are moments, moments that last a mere breath when something needs to be said. Moments where the words uttered need to be filled with hope, assurance, wisdom, and love. And those words, whatever they are need to be said with such passion and belief so that the souls they fall on will believe them too.
Why is it always those moments, when words are needed MOST, that it feels as if there are none? It's as if our minds have forgotten how to form a sentence and before we remember how the moment passes. The world exhales, it's expectation of finding no solace having been met.
"take this sinking boat and point it home, we've still got time. raise your hopeful voice you had a choice you made it now. falling slowly, sing your melody, I'll sing along."
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