The space in-between you and me
Will bed when the oceans start shrinking
When two atoms collide they dissolve into flight
You float to the tips of mountain tops
To overlook nocturnes that I have sung
The space in-between you and me
Are the voices you cant perceive
Two minds collide forge into flight
You need wings to fly
You float to the tips of mountain tops
To overlook nocturnes that I have sung
We all have different hands
With different pales prints
We can still builds
We all have different hands
not all of us can win cant e be content?
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