Lost It

When you try ot hard to make something fit you realize that it never will and the only thing that can be done is to let go. On the other side of the green fields and golden skies show light of hope. The voices can take you across the troubled waters but the beginning has to come after the end. I cant see the future. I am not here to tell you how this is going to end, I am here to show you a path for a new start. I can show you a world without rules, without borders or boundries. What is real?