It is new to you – something strange.
I know you’re unsure right now.
Just take it slow as you adjust.
I’ve been you before and you must
walk around and hear new sounds.
You can do this really anywhere.
The new will soon become the old;
a burning heart eventually turns cold.
You can turn your old silver into gold.
Soon, you will feel safe and happy
as what’s new to you will soon be
nothing new. You will soon see
something new help paint skies blue.
It is new to you: something bold.
It is new to you until it becomes old.
