In a world of sticks and stones
We walked the roads with feathers in our handsIn a world of muscles and bones
We made our way with hearts in our chestsIn a world of divisions and zones
We moved around with feelings wholeIn a world of moans and groans
We hurried away with smiles on our faceWhat the world does
You shan't
But what you do
The world can't.
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Thought Abyss - Lost In My Head
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