Mystical Morning

Woke up on a mystical morning
I went for a run along the whispering waves Of the ocean shore
Not a care in my mind
And realising how through my whole life
I’ve been searching the valleys and hills
For the footprints of the antelope
Always needed a sign

My eyesight has always been blinded
The mist on the mountains
From my long faded past blocked the way
I was eager to find
With self pity I have always been bonded
A slave to confusion
I never believed I could change
So I began to rеwind

And through falling back
Into the dark tunnels of hatred and pain
Truе love has been regained

And turning back on that mystical morning
All along the golden sand
I saw the footprints of an antelope
And these footprints were mine
And right there on that beautiful moment
I knew the world is my home
And it keeps me alive

And through falling back
Into the dark tunnels of hatred and pain
True love has been regained
And through releasing
All the horrifying animals
I have always kept locked and sealed
True beauty has been revealed