Sometimes you will stumble
Sometimes you will fall
But I, I will always be there
To call-
Call you home.
Wisdom is not in the divine
Or the rapture of time
It's in knowing, knowing
To let go- of the chime
To turn without
Not afraid to stumble
Not afraid to crawl
Not afraid to meet you in the middle of your wall
and I'm-
I'm so sorry
That it's come down to the line
But what better way to walk it?
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