🎵🎵🎵🎵 Control

(Verse 1)
The sky is weeping, a torrent of rain
I didn't choose this, I can't ease the pain
The future's a whisper, a path yet unseen
Beyond my grasp, a forgotten dream
The clock keeps ticking, a relentless beat
The past is a ghost, bitter and sweet
And love, a wild bird, it flies where it will
My pleas and my longing, forever stand still


(Chorus)
The weather is wild, the future unknown
The past is a story, forever sown
Love's a free spirit, it can't be contained
But in this chaos, something remains
Two anchors I cling to, in this stormy sea
My choices and reactions, belong only to me


(Verse 2)
The wind howls a warning, the clouds gather low
Fate pulls the strings, putting on a show
I can't change the script, the lines that are read
I can't rewrite history, bring back the dead
I can't force affection, a captive embrace
Nor stop the hands turning, in this relentless race


(Chorus)
The weather is wild, the future unknown
The past is a story, forever sown
Love's a free spirit, it can't be contained
But in this chaos, something remains
Two anchors I cling to, in this stormy sea
My choices and reactions, belong only to me


(Bridge)
They're fragile and fleeting, these powers I hold
A battle within me, a story untold
To choose with intention, to react with grace
To find strength and solace, in this desolate place


(Chorus)
The weather is wild, the future unknown
The past is a story, forever sown
Love's a free spirit, it can't be contained
But in this chaos, something remains
Two anchors I cling to, in this stormy sea
My choices and reactions, belong only to me


(Outro)
My decisions, my reactions, the ground where I stand
The only control I have, in this uncertain land.
The only control I have, held firmly in my hand.


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