Each time we tell ourselves we know what we’re getting into, but then we can’t breathe, can’t form the words to bring back the meaning into – when the world doesn’t flow to our beat anymore and the darkness carries on, we must remember why we stay strong –
I walk her lines because they’re beautiful – to see the world as she lays it out, to play the game as she laughs out loud, to caress her name with a sin tinged growl – I walk her line because they’re beautiful.
Take two steps – won’t you take to steps for me – wanna feel like I am king. And she’ll take two steps, and she’ll run one hundred more, cause she knows what we’re striving for: a truth we can believe in, a world beyond fear, where tears flow freely overwhelmed by a love so dear, where brothers and sisters are rooting for each other, because you know we all came from one mother.
Hand in hand or locked in step, doesn’t really matter when we’re living in each other’s breath – only fools want more than everything, and this is everything.
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