Nugget full of meat
Nugget full of meat
You think you got it made
Till you crumble to your feet
Now each step
Payed such attention
So aware
No need to mention
That each lift
And each place
Shall not be guided by the rat race
Its clear to me
The inner sight
It’s clear to me
No need to fight
I’ll stand my ground
Till love is found
And leave a trail
For those who fail
And fall to their feet
For those too
Who find their feet.
Lauřén Lauřén