We’ll stand here, open and honest, see strangers come and go, learn life experience from all its angles.
I saw the skyline bending,
like a lighten beam in the rainstorm,
Familiar streets with strangers’ tempo,
the echoes bounce with natural breeze..
All of these remind us of -
another day coming soon.
You said the route was simple,
then the map fell through -
serendipitous valley deep,
Now every turn’s -
a decision needs to be made with -
sound judgement.
and I’m learning where I stand for.
Slow drizzling rain between the thunders,
quiet light shining up in the darkness.
We trace the lines of change curves,
till the story unfolds our character and charm.
From all angles I can see hidden truth,
even when the shadows hide.
From all angles I can feel aroma;
in the quiet and the tide,
We are part of global paranoma,
thread holding with every tear and smile.
From all angles,
we become the reason to make a better world.
We’ve kept the half-lit street lamps with-
the changing atmosphere,
We’ve walked through the seasons,
another day has come.
The skyline writes down our ideas,
in the colors of the dawn.
And every faded historical time,
the chorus of what’s been through.
Slow transitions that learn to steady,
Hidden truths that learn to unfold.
We build a grandeur architecture with -
our color theme, personal taste.
Turn the page, tilt the light,
watch the sun rising,
coloring the brilliant landscapes.
What was lost becomes a puzzle,
that the brave and tender try to solve.
We spin the world on fingertips,
we chart the change by our influence.
And every angle brings us closer,
every distance shape a varying perspective.
So let the skyline bend and extend,
let the nature inspire -
great phenomena.
We’ll stand here,
Open and honest,
see strangers come and go,
learn life experience from all perspectives.
From all angles, from all angles,
We influence a better world..

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