Cleaving Stones (A Song)

I've never lost in my way And always said the best I can Love is something in the play With the strictures of the ban Rising high or below its turn To be there for everyone To bring forward lets learn And you shall know how it’s done Cleaving stones of many more With thoughts that break tides Flowing strictures on its core With each gesture that abides Now is night of easy going Stillness wind in somber while Onward strictures easy knowing Each in that and this new style I've never given up my try Finding always something still Easy comes and reaching high If our dreams it shall fulfill There are times that go nowhere Only to be here still on But I want to take them there Carry their roads and be done