it’s selling the news, and that institution over there counting the views
The obvious answers of war and rage, will this past ever turn the page.
Does it get better with this love found and now with each step ,pushed to the ground.
I remain in the realm, loosely at one, keeping the helm.
Blazing through the frequencies they emit ,my fire is just too strong to quit.
I’ve tried a few times to put it aside, but on the heart of the will of these wings I just ride.
Waiting for a miracle trying to find, am I 123 or all of them, unleashing the blind.
Continue love so many are true, we just have to go be do, crashing our way to break on through, the other side dancing with the rest of us, me, and you.
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