when we head toward home hopefully the time away holds good memories
between here and there there is probably a way that you will like best
there’s always the chance that what we see happening possibly isn’t.
you can’t make a friend out of a stranger; unless you first build a bridge
sometimes the message gets lost; or only matters when it’s obvious
patience is easy when you know how long you’ll wait before the next train
when a branch is cut history and the future are forever changed
needed by the soul silence can be hard to find until you seek it
sometimes i wonder how others just don’t stop in awe when the sky’s on fire
things we cannot change we need to learn to accept that’s the way they are
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