a midwest kid
once asked me:
should I be afraid of change?
i told him
we all change from time to time
but i couldn't tell him
what really freaks me out
it's when you stop believing
and keep telling the same story around
suddenly i woke up
in this place
my head still ached,
you healed my pain,
we found ourselves in this wreckage.
the ghost of those who lived before
haunted all our memories
but in this cursed luck we met,
so we can build it all
we can build
we can fix
sticking side by side
will help us grow,
we're gonna change the rules we know,
the things that bothered us now seem so far;
carrying all the burden built by life
the things that made us grief and cry
it's easier if we split it between us.
i met the midwest kid once again,
only he's not a kid anymore.
he's a grown man
with a beautiful girlfriend.
he said: "i don't do gigs anymore"
but then he came close to me
looked straight into my eyes
and smiled, then whispered:
i am so different but
i still believe,
like you taught me to do,
you were right all along.
i still carry all of these feelings
i am still made by every person
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