Ah! What A Feeling To Be Alive

Each breath, each word, each poem

Raising spirits high, no longer falter

My fate has been sealed, a good omen

Placing hopes and dreams upon my altar

Raising spirits high, no longer I falter,

I have found my eternal art,

Placing hopes and dreams upon my altar,

And all the goodness in my heart.

I have found my eternal art,

Best suited for my tastes,

And all the goodness in my heart,

I promise not to let it go to waste.