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How far have we traveled just to see where we belonged all along Through the brittle bridges of life Perhaps, through the salty thorns as well How far have we traveled just to see where we began?
It had been quick —the fire burns without us knowing— Perhaps it would be just as fast when the embers we held will be dying
How far have we known this road to be waiting and fearing what we knew to be the end Through hard edges of feelings and words left unsaid Perhaps through anger and dark thoughts left unchecked How far have we known this road for us to live again?
It would be slow —the fall from the lofty heights alone of our expectations— Perhaps it would be messy as broken people hurt in order to love—unforgiving Darling, how far would we have to walk hand in hand before we need to start living?
