If it was only skin and bone
Love would be as cold as stone

It’s how you think
The way that brain of yours
forms a link

Dreams you wish to bring to life
Words that fill your soul with delight

Underneath all the colors that hide
Desires that no longer can be denied

The troubles that weigh you down
Are equally mine
When you’re standing on shaky ground
Grab my line

Our paths evolve to become one
We must crawl before we run

Beyond the realm that sight affords
Where beauty is wild and overgrows
There, in that unknown experience
You make sense


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