treasure
it’s a question of belief there is hope waiting in grief when there’s nothing left to lose i cannot take the wrong way if i choose take a walk without a map i don’t care if there’s a trap that you set and i’d get caught maybe that’s what i’ll have sought a treasure could be found a treasure could be found have a talk by giving voice throwing silence into noise there are sounds that can’t be stilled some empty space needs to be filled a treasure could be found a treasure could be found alright and i run