What makes a nation's pillars high
And its foundations strong?
What makes it mighty to defy
The foes that round it throng?
It is not gold. Its kingdoms grand
Go down in battle shock;
Its shafts are laid on sinking sand,
Not on abiding rock.
Is it the sword? Ask the red dust
Of empires passed away;
The blood has turned their stones to rust,
Their glory to decay.
Brave men who work while others sleep,
Who dare while others fly...
They build a nation's pillars deep
And lift them to the sky.
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
All of my life
I was living in a lie.
It seems that my childhood
has flow
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<The first time we ever met
Your name was all I knew
But as we got to know each ot
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Sit up straight, speak with grace
Be a lady, fashionably late.
Always walk tall,
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
