Glory lies beyond my visions of storylines,
and writings of radiant
skies.
Tomorrow lies far from my mortal frame of timelines.
For rough drafts
drift with shifting winds.
Oh it is so easy to forget that I am not the
author,
I am the written text, dialogue of the present tense.
This script is etched in gold,
so Iwill play my role to focus on today and forget false control.
and writings of radiant
skies.
Tomorrow lies far from my mortal frame of timelines.
For rough drafts
drift with shifting winds.
Oh it is so easy to forget that I am not the
author,
I am the written text, dialogue of the present tense.
This script is etched in gold,
so Iwill play my role to focus on today and forget false control.