"Slipping into?" I saw your face again,
makes me think that
that things will work out for the better,
that we can make this change together.
Distance grows into the places between heart and home
but no one really knows.
Separation does breed fear.
So tell me, where do we go from here?
"so much history to go through?"
hand-in-hand we can walk to
the places we want to
like the need for an artist in times of war
We don't have to live this way no more.
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