Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and ohhhhh
Home is more than just a house and love
More felt than really held
You are neither to me
Truth is seldom absolute and pain borne
To hopefully bear fruit
You give me both, at least that's what I tell myself
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over
Flesh is flimsy and finite, pride an obstacle blocking your sight
Reasons far easier to speak than act on
Bone has five times the strength of steel and
Weighs less by a far great deal
All this we carry within us
Every day and every night
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Why do we cling to wispy straws and vapour clouds they only tease they only taunt us
Funny how the grass can look so green
And then on second thoughts also colour sickness and naïveté
Simple rarely is so simple when you come in closer for a whiff
Are you still sure that you're willing to see
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Fate can be made if you work the miles
Hope like treading on eggshells
Fragile but strong
Strange that it should grow
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