Sometimes

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Pensamientos

In the glow of the neon lights, we roam the streets,  

With dreams in our pockets, and the past at our feet.  

Sometimes we win, and sometimes we lose,  

But every scar tells a story, every heart has its blues.

 

Remember the laughter, the nights filled with fire,  

When we danced on the edge of our youthful desire.  

Friends by our side, through the thick and the thin,  

In the battles we fought, that’s where we begin.

 

Life's a winding road, with shadows and shine,  

Moments of challenge, where the stars align.  

Yet here we are, with hope in our hands,  

Pushing forward together, making our stands.

 

The love that we carry, it never will fade,  

A continuum of memories, in the choices we've made.  

So let’s raise a glass to the nights we recall,  

For in the heart of the struggle, we find strength in it all.

 


©Rolando Matias

 (ConClaveNamaMusic, 
   BMI 2017)
 

 

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