Who to whom be brave
What’s it like to be brave,
Can you tell me how to find it,
For the news had come so early,
A morning to become so strange.
Tell me what’s it like to be brave,
Drifting thoughts of a river fog,
As we all just stood around to listen,
About the ending of a tale, a story.
Do you know what it’s like to be brave,
When all you see has passed behind you,
Where what’s in front has turned so dark,
But now the sun has become a little brighter.
Do you know how to become brave,
As time passes so fast, moments
Not standing still in the breeze of ages,
Waking up, step outside and find the words.
When being brave travels faster than the speed of thought,
Where a heartbeat knows its toll to waking days and nights,
What takes us hand in hand to find the way, to wake upon the land,
Who to whom be brave, to them move forward and make a difference.