We’re different, so different
But we’re almost the same
Just another purposed accident
That we still can’t explain
We’re falling, we’re fallen
Like a pair of snowflakes
We’re different, so different
Cuz we’re almost the same
You and I are two kids that roam
Dropping crumbs to take us back home
Turning back in time to see
Birds flying to the trees
Blame ourselves, blame each other
Blame our fathers, blame our mothers
Yelling, "Brother shouldn't you have known
Should've kept our bread and dropped our stones"
Is it left or right at this next tree
Of course we can't agree
We’re different, so different
But we’re almost the same
Just another purposed accident
That we still can’t explain
We’re falling, we’re fallen
Like a pair of snowflakes
We’re different, so different
Cuz we’re almost the same
God'll Cut You Down
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When something tragic happens, the feelings a person has in response to it
will shift and change on a path to full acceptance and understanding.
At first I...
2 comments:
"I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man "Who?" He is"
-certainly, however, in this case the mask would be screen name.
Should you?
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