La vie, c'est pas des corn flakes

ASSUME NOTHING, QUESTION EVERYTHING

Name: Fluctu'Act
Location: Amsterdam, Netherlands

It's not the critic who counts;not the person who points out where the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms; who at best, knows the triumph of high achievement; and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls,who know neither victory nor defeat.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Crossroads

I'm standing at the crossroads
There are many roads to take
But I stand here so silently
For fear of a mistake

One road leads to paradise
One road leads to pain
One road leads to freedom
But they all look the same


I've traveled many roads
And not all of them were good
The foolish ones taught more to me
Than the wise ones ever could

One road leads to sacrifice
One road leads to shame
One road leads to freedom
But they all look the same


There were roads I never travelled
There were turns I did not take
There were mysteries that I left unravelled
But leaving you was my only mistake
.

So I'm standing at the crossroads
Imprisoned by this doubt
As if by doing nothing
I might find my way out


One road leads to paradise
One road leads to pain
One road leads to freedom
But they all look the same

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