The Cycle

When all the world becomes a sea
Of hopeless lies and broken dreams
And tumbling under waves of tears
Are drop of pain and streams of fears

But then your sea becomes a box
With failures found and dreams forgot
Where hope and key have gone to hide
While left on opened, they're trapped inside

Then your box becomes your love
Let unleashed to the stars above
The intoxicating and so natural high
Leaves your heart and soul so purified

And when your love becomes your world
Of dizzy, spinning, silly swirls
If left unchecked and so much to tell
The cycle then repeats itself

Well this one is about how things may happen in life, and may get bad, but it will eventually be better and that's just a part of life. It can't be all good and bad. Life is going to get you down, but it will also lift you up. And it will repeat over and over.