East sunrise… west sunset…We keep going around the world, appreciating different scenes of landscape
sparks on the skyline.
Where the morning learns to recharge.
By the river’s restless time,
vision is building from-
the frame of progressive changes.
Dawn turns energy into flow of change,
transformation happens on every seasonal shift,
If the inner self can find the rhythm,
It can reveal what -
the potential can reach.
East sunrise, west sunset,
Two lights holding one embrace.
I’ll walk the edges of the distance,
Let the inner self find my pace.
In the roar of all our voices,
We become—then we become—
East sunrise, west sunset,
We’re the echo of where we run up.
West sunset,
calm in the oceans,
Orange embers in the haze.
Night brings stories to the hillside,
Soft enough to change our ways.
Every city fades to the remote silver line,
Every fear dissolves to open atmosphere,
Carry me through yesterday,
I continue to try hard with what I try to achieve.
East sunrise, west sunset,
Two lights holding one embrace.
I’ll walk the edges of the distance,
Let the future find my ideas.
In the roar of all our thoughts,
We become—then we become—
East sunrise, west sunset,
We’re the echo of where we try to achieve.
No border can define who we are,
No noise can drown a justice voice
If we learn to see beyond the noise,
We’ll build a new world holistically.
Take my words —
feel the alignment,
Like a map,
that starts to glow.
From the first wave of change to-
the last tide of argumenting,
We learn to grow,
we learn to mature.
East sunrise, west sunset,
Still the same sky,
different color themes.
All our miles turn into meaning,
all our inquiries turn into the truth discovery.
When we choose to look that way.
In the cycle of days and nights,
We become—then we become—
East sunrise, west sunset,
we enjoy -all phenomenal moments of change.
East sunrise… west sunset…
We keep going around the world,
appreciating different scenes of landscapes.
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