bring in the light
don't hold back the gold
I'm standing in the painted sky
look I can fly
for now
I'm alive
so don't fall for me
I don't have what it takes
to fear you
oh your such a dear breath
keeping me close to your heart
still falling apart
stuck in the door of the car
not so far to
be gliding on your card
so hard
become a part
in a machine
not to keen
on how it works
but on how to flow down the river
letting go of the branch
maybe the only way down
is through my eyes
not the right kind
of heroes and villains
the right kind
of human
suffering
is the agony of standing
to meet the end
with grace
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