Go ahead, push you luck, find out how much love the world can hold, once upon a
Time I had control, and reigned my soul in tight. well the whole truth, it’s
Like the story of a wave unfurled, but I held the evil of the world, so i
Stopped the tide, froze it up from inside, and it felt like a winter machine
That you go through and then, you catch your breath and winter starts again,
And everyone else is spring bound. and when I chose to live, there was no joy,
It’s just a line I crossed, it wasn’t worth the pain my death would cost, so i
Was not lost or found. and if I was to sleep, I knew my family had more truth
To tell. and so I traveled down a whispering well, to know myself through
Them. growing up, my mom had a room full of books, and hid away in there, her
Father raging down a spiral stair, till he found someone, most days his son,
And sometimes I think my father, too, was a refugee, I know they tried to keep
Their pain form me, they could not see what it waas for. but now I’m sleeping
Fine, somet
Imes the truth is like a second chance, I am the daughter of a great romance,
And they are the children of the war. well the sun rose with so many colors,
It nearly broke my heart, it worked me over like a work of art, and I was a
Part off all that. so go ahead, push your luck, say what it is you gotta say
To me, we will push on into that mystery, and it’ll push right back, and there
Are worse things than that, cause for every price, and every penance that i
Could think of, it’s better to have fallen in love, than never to have fallen
At all, cause when you live in a world, well it gets into who you thought you’d
Be, and now I laugh at how the world changed me, I think life chose me after
All.
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