Let's go David - Bounce Back Lyrics

Cherry blossoms bloom as I presume renewed pastures
Asking me to walk through and talk to you
Bask in hidden lights, the once forbidden shades. Front in center, Sheltered and walked nuanced ways.
Half past eve the leaves seep into my being
It's all green, I shed reflections of who I used to be behind the curtain seams
I heed fluorescent threads, projections of transfused dreams mildred
Scared of what I hope to see instead A clean slate,
Paints a guise aside a woven web
Illuminates the path ahead
No longer compromised, all along, all inside my head I'll wake up, comprised, try to see the world through new eyes
Obliged, oxygen to lifetime, combined
Ask myself why?
Why did it take me so long, It was all right before my eyes this whole time
How could I be so blind?

The crimson sun beckons through gentle gestures
Enriched rays welcome my new soul with sentimental textures
Albeit assured, a weather vane innate my vestures
Vows blurred into abyss, amidst newfound bliss, I feel content with this
At last I feel the past drift An exhale of mist, cherish every detail, cease to reminisce
The past perished, find peace,
Self portrait from the forefront, At last, all of it was worth it for this,
At last, I can finally exist
Nb Take my first steps unimpeded It's the home stretch
It's beautiful, like nothing I've ever seen, it's Complex and serene
Kept juvenile except for footsteps in between the places I've never been, it's My dreams, lucid;
Old scenes polluted, I beguile in time to feel the trees rooted
Perceived hubris, I know I need to do this,
Take my first steps this is my last chance to conclude this

Approach the equinox, taught faint strides All in line, Crows gathered to devise
Beaks beholden, salute of older brothers-in
Appreciation, former visions show the true inspiration.
Kicking up dust underneath power lines built by narrow minds
Peril signs crossroads I pay homage to my ancestors, held hostage by the plans left there
In the warm ground, I sink my toes in former visions undone
My soul sound in tune with beating drums the world's pulse born from
A hand that will not falter under the weight of conscience
Fate Wrong since I create strong imprints innate from the state that I belong in
The fog glints equipped with lunar hints entrenched in melted snow,
Hope bestowed in tomorrow, no risk of broken habits,
My flow soaked amidst rich shadows which moon's glow emits
Chef's kiss this is it