An abandoned island or dilapidated house
Maybe a continuum between the two
There’s shelter, I suppose
Did I choose from the inside, or universe, was it you?
The next time I want to find a way out,
I’ll consider the power of choice
Is there a price or pay-off?
Well, that won’t always be the case. . .
The universe moves at it’s own universe pace
Choose to be free
And put out those good vibes
We’ll sprinkle ourselves with fairy dust
How about I think of kittens and fluffy clouds?
Paint the picture of where I want to be
I’ll be the owner of the house or the mermaid in the sea
It’s on display before your eyes
Is it an opportunity in disguise?
Forget about the others, they don’t always care
Therefore it’s always your choice,
It can be a dream or another nightmare.