End Of The Ease

Tangarine

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Your feet need foundation to stand your ground
Your hands need to reach and your song will be found.
And all that you did not intend,
are the words that I needed to send.

Your soul needs a friend, at the bottom of the pile.
Your eyes need a color to light up your smile.
And all that you do feels alright,
but the debt will increase hard inside.

Live your life in the end of the ease.
Make a stand for the thoughts that you need.
Block the way, when there's no need to flee.

Your ears need a skill, for the tales to deceive.
Your mind needs a will, for trust and believe.
But all that is promised and said,
is always much harder to get.

Live your life in the end of the ease.
Make a stand for the thoughts that you need.
Block the way, when there's no need to flee.