Rewrite the prophecies

    I saw you standing there beneath those trees,
                 And your eyes were moist more
                        then the spring leaves.
                   I know you do want to fly,
     You want to grab your dreams and touch the sky.
              So why dont you break the oaths,
                break the chains and break the bars,
                Just rewrite the prophecies and
                       Recreate your own stars.
            Just make cards turn on your sides,
             Just fight with all storms and tides.
                    Do break the silence and
                 step outside from the blackspot,
                           Its your time to shine,
 just stop pretending to be a loser when you are not.