everyone's waiting for their big break maybe-
their chance to be discovered.
to hit the stage, to write the page, the song
that will be remembered.
and we storm heaven asking
why, so long? what's wrong?
not realizing nothing's stopping us now
from singing if we want to, acting brand new.
painting too.
dancing day by day.
why let fame get in the way;
the thirst for gold.
the illusion that if no one's clapping
it just isn't real. we've forgotten how to feel!
be happy being you. that God is real.
sing because you have to, you're so glad.
write because you want to.
don't be sad.
what more can you discover;
what bigger break than this?
your chance already arrived:
your golden ship.
you are alive!
and this is happiness. isn't it?
mary angela douglas 9 january 2016
their chance to be discovered.
to hit the stage, to write the page, the song
that will be remembered.
and we storm heaven asking
why, so long? what's wrong?
not realizing nothing's stopping us now
from singing if we want to, acting brand new.
painting too.
dancing day by day.
why let fame get in the way;
the thirst for gold.
the illusion that if no one's clapping
it just isn't real. we've forgotten how to feel!
be happy being you. that God is real.
sing because you have to, you're so glad.
write because you want to.
don't be sad.
what more can you discover;
what bigger break than this?
your chance already arrived:
your golden ship.
you are alive!
and this is happiness. isn't it?
mary angela douglas 9 january 2016
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