Special

Do you want to be special and have what it takes
A cut above the rest, but weaker than you think
The game belongs to the strong
Who find a way to break
Through every challenge every doubt
And past all mistakes

Winds blow down the mightiest of crowns
On the heads of wise and foolish clowns
Oh pride of life how you trick and trap us all
To become something great is to become nothing at all

How does love work between the spaces and the seams
As pleasures rob the soul they leave us so weak
The search for our own glory slowly reveals
The loss we willingly embrace becoming what we think is real

Winds blow down the mightiest of crowns
On the heads of wise and foolish clowns
Oh pride of life how you trick and trap us all
To become something great

Suddenly a heart leaps
Crying out I'm found
I've found, I've found something special

Suddenly a heart leaps
Crying out I'm found
I've found, I've found something special



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Smith Ii
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