Our tiny screams began as raw pain
Always changing form
New replacing worn
Till blended together
It's turning the weather

Behind us is weakened meaning
Every urge following beat
Directing our feet
And in between
Cracks can be seen

For change has taken the good part
Of old times from numbered hearts
We need our iron will
A feint grey line is all that charts
The symphony and how it starts
Take heed: I want you still

Long nights called out for you to
Swim towards the sun
Everything and none
And made each day seem
Like once upon a dream

For change has taken the good part
Of old times from numbered hearts
We need our iron will
A feint grey line is all that charts
The symphony and how it starts
Take heed: I want you still

Today is one example of what could be our story
Today is one example of what could be our story
Today is one example of what could be our story
Today is one example of what could be our story


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