Love, you can say shapes some
journeys
Others are shaped by the things we need
Each of our roads are so different
Each of us surrendering
Some lead you on to a falling
Some people step where it says ‘step here’
This way and that there’s a calling
Some drift in dreams, others run in fear
We will ride this turning world, through another night
A billion suns above us burn, till the end of time – it’s
all mine
The journey for some is just waiting
Waiting to live, others live to die
Some roads collide into others
Some barely move, others seem to fly
Love, you can say is a doorway – it keeps you busy
Hate is a way you can get there too
All of these journeys are twisting
All of them lead me to you…
We will ride this turning world, through another night
A billion suns above us burn, till the end of time – it’s
all mine
Light bends in water, and breaks inside cut glass
Surrender to your passions, in case you don’t come back
She left me as quietly… as she’d come.
The shape of her journey is wounded
The mystery is all that calls to her now
How many roads has she traveled?
How many roads, has she gone down?
This way and that from both sides now - It seems to me…
It’s just a way of seeing - then seeing again
This way and that you’ve surrendered
The shape of your journey begins
We will ride this turning world, through another night
A billion suns above us burn, till the end of time – it’s
all mine
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