In the concrete textures Of an existence built up around us, We are awakened. Fear masquerading as choice Falls to the thought That we have merely accepted the reality With which we have been presented. Blaming everything higher than ourselves, Having never allowed anything to be higher than ourselves. We feel the world through the lens of our lives. We feel love we see love. We feel hurt we see hurt. We see a shadow of what our existence should have been, We feel a shadow of what our existence could have been. Awake. Be. Love.
[00:16.01]In the concrete textures [00:18.19]Of an existence built up around us, [00:21.17]We are awakened. [00:29.21]Fear masquerading as choice [00:34.37]Falls to the thought [00:36.04]That we have merely accepted the reality [00:38.52]With which we have been presented. [00:49.10]Blaming everything higher than ourselves, [00:52.43]Having never allowed anything to be higher than ourselves. [01:00.67]We feel the world through the lens of our lives. [01:05.18]We feel love [01:07.58]we see love. [01:10.26]We feel hurt [01:12.34]we see hurt. [01:15.17]We see a shadow of what our existence should have been, [01:19.17]We feel a shadow of what our existence could have been. [01:25.95]Awake. [01:28.54]Be. [01:30.36]Love.
