Winds of change cross our path
And turn our life in unexpected ways,
You're still young, so it won't be your last,
But for me it's just counting off days...

I wanted to inspire the daydreamers,
Who only needed a push to flourish,
To escape the realm of their fears
And gain the powerful attribute known as courage.

But there always was doubt in my mind,
"Am I doing this right?" I asked myself.
What was it that I wanted to find,
That could not be found in the evening fiest of twelve?

The rain of belief in the better days,
When understanding that the bad needs to be,
So that our life can prosper in so many ways
And with us at its helm, taking the lead.

After all, trusted within us are all our decisions,
The consequences, the blames,
It is our life, our book to be written,
Which through its chapters will live on or go forgotten in flames...

Grasp the past and touch the upcoming,
Time is ending for me so that you to take my place.
No more will I be escaping from my fate and running,
It is time for me to call it a day,

A day as in an end of days.