It started when we were younger
Beneath the lead eyes of the city skyline
We gave ourselves to the current
A surface unswayed in our wake

I rest my head on your shoulder
And dreamt we were gone, but our names remained
Felt the pulse of the water
And left behind all my old ways

This life could be graced with symmetry
Walk with me, do you walk with me?
I can't forget the place this started
Walk with me, will you walk with me?

This life could be graced with symmetry
Walk with me, do you walk with me?
I can't forget the place this started
Walk with me, will you walk with me?

This life could be graced with symmetry
Walk with me, do you walk with me?
I can't forget the place this started
Walk with me, will you walk with me?

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  • buncha
    It started when we were youngerBeneath the lead eyes of the city skylineWe gave ourselves to the currentA surface unswayed in our way I rest my head on your shoulderAnd dreamt we were gone but our names remainedFelt the pulse of the water and left behind all my old ways This life could be, graced with symmetryWalk with me, do you, walk with meI can't forget, the place this startedWalk with me, will you Walk with me