Sometimes the beauty is serenity in it's light we come to find that we have everything within and there is nothing that cannot be found
we see the light as a myriad of life and every pulse is a feeling unneglected in space we touch the things we feel and we feel the pulse we make
with all the love and blood we are the part that is whole and there is nothing that can rip rip apart this feeling you know
in the ripe old age of understanding we can bridge the way between here and now and we can find life beneath the waves beneath the shattered soul and engraved fate
lessen the impact and learn the mistakes take heed to the warnings and make your escape take everything you have and find your face
within the smoke and the mirrors you can embrace yourself, and your own, everything that is known fall away into the dapple ponds skipping life in life alone
run fast, run soft, run hard you can catch it, and it can wait everything but haste is left to wonder, and to know itself
so begins and so it ends and no where is everything in amends you can find yourself and you can find another but it's everything inn the eyes of someother
grasp yourself, hold on for dear life for it's not you that you know and you know nothing of self you only know that they will suffice.
in it's light we come to find
that we have everything within
and there is nothing that cannot be found
we see the light as a myriad of life
and every pulse is a feeling unneglected in space
we touch the things we feel
and we feel the pulse we make
with all the love and blood
we are the part that is whole
and there is nothing that can rip
rip apart this feeling you know
in the ripe old age of understanding
we can bridge the way between here and now
and we can find life beneath the waves
beneath the shattered soul and engraved fate
lessen the impact and learn the mistakes
take heed to the warnings
and make your escape
take everything you have and find your face
within the smoke and the mirrors
you can embrace
yourself, and your own, everything that is known
fall away into the dapple ponds
skipping life in life alone
run fast, run soft, run hard
you can catch it, and it can wait
everything but haste
is left to wonder, and to know itself
so begins and so it ends
and no where is everything in amends
you can find yourself and you can find another
but it's everything inn the eyes of someother
grasp yourself, hold on for dear life
for it's not you that you know
and you know nothing of self
you only know that they will suffice.
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