Running thru Da Monsoon
Beyond Da World
Where Da Rain Wont Hurt
Fightin Da Storm
Into Da blue
n'' When I Lose Myself I Think Of You
Together we''ll be runnin Sumwhere New Thru Da Monsoon
Sumday Evrything ''Ll
All Make Perfect
Sense
So 4 Now
Laugh @ The Confusion
Smile Through Tears
And
Keep Reminding
Yourself
Dat
Evrything Happens For
A Reason .. (:
The art of living does not consist
in preserving and clinging
to a particular mood of happiness,
but in allowing happiness
to change its form without
being disappointed by the change;
for happiness, like a child,
must be allowed to grow up.
