They are hard to face.
They can blow you right over.
I'm holding onto them by a thread.
That thread is often frayed.
But I am still hanging on.
I'm still in there hanging on.
The difference comes hard and fast.
It always finds you.
Whether you're ready or not.
And it can take you away.
You can spread your wings and soar.
You can let the change take you.
Take you to new things and places.
Oh, the possibilities.
The winds of change will blow.
Stand firm, stand hard.
Hold on, hold out.
Stand and face the truth.
Let the change take you.
Accept it.
You will soar oh so high above the heavens.
Change is the only constant.
Do not be afraid.
Here come the winds of change.
Open up and breathe.
Change is life.
Life is change.
Open up and just breathe.
Just breathe, you will be okay.
SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(08/10/2012)
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