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Submitted:Apr 26, 2010    Reads: 93    Comments: 18    Likes: 7   


Chrous
We are born
lets make it worth our wild. Guess its been awhile.
And we want more. Been finding my way back to the stream. And lately its been between.
The cores of the rocks that got hold of my heart.
Caught a glimpse of your soul.
In a jar that is mold. With hands that heal. In a room way to cold.

My trials have been way out of line.
Seek a piece of heaven in ties, with my tears and nightmares.
This place i persue. I refuse to consume. In the ways of the world.
Wont let it intrude on my soul. Influenced by pride. Ive tried to be humbled. But every moment I crumble.
But im troubled because it hurts to realize that your wrong. When you think your not.

Chorus
We are born
lets make it worth our wild. Guess its been awhile.
And we want more. Been finding my way back to the stream. And lately its been between.
The cores of the rocks that got hold of my heart.
Caught a glimpse of your soul.
In a jar made of mold. With hands that heal. In a room way to cold.

At night the sky looks so inviting
As the crow flies.
It glides and tries to find food. The way ive looked for you.
It seemed we connect when my 2 hands make contact. In unison.
Im broken down.
I heard about when

Chorus
We are born
lets make it worth our wild. Guess its been awhile.
And we want more. Been finding my way back to the stream. And lately its been between.
The cores of the rocks that got hold of my heart.
Caught a glimpse of your soul.
In a jar that is mold. With hands that heal. In a room way to cold.Together we move forward Forever we won't fall Together we move Forever in truth





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