The wind that tied your mood
We’ve finally spoken
Said our part
From the rooftops of our lives
Cheering for the fate
Of hallways open, blue skies
The human prime is fragile
Because it’s so damn short
Open the windows
Tell them you’re not sad anymore
That for once your soul
Is excited, that you are thriving
That the cynical part of you
Died faster than you grew
For reality, is a cautious optimist
Because, that’s the only way to live.