The Morning Wind
The morning wind sends us many letters
Some of them remain curiously sealed
As if we fear things will turn out to the better
Not realizing the snow is as beautiful as the green field
Could it be that your heart still wavers?
Could it be you are still counting on fate’s favors?
Cannot you see you are yourself only savior...
But dreams are not meant for a dormant mind
So believe in yourself and you will easily find
The missing piece of your future you left behind
I do not easily hold a grudge
Against the flicking of the breeze
I would rather go through than budge
The storm, not allowing our time to freeze
After all, I am doing this for you sake
As well as mine, since it was our decision to make
So hold to all the courage you can take...
As dreams are meant to be reached for
The wind will only reveal for us more
To see and discover beyond the closed door
Surely, fear will capture ours souls
If not now, it will someday
But the wind also brings a promise to recall
Within the foggy sky, there is still a ray
As our dreams are still waiting for us
Every little detail is meant to guide
The wind directing us despite the loss
Pushing us forward side by side...
(Journey to the Edge of the World - Main Theme)
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