"See the pages of days torn away and I turn to my future,
I'll have no line of sight in this life while I wish and I wonder,
see me climb to the top, I'm not blinded by signs and by science,
I'm awake, I'm aware, I can see and I'm free to believe.
See them whisper on the wind, I'm calling, I'm crying out loud again.
And I'm breathing in and out,
And I'm living again,
I've been playing,
On mood swings and roundabouts,
Now I'm living...
- Moodswings & Roundabouts, James Lowe
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