all that is hold,
for everything i've been keeping.
the dancing melody,
and the slow time passing by,
but it doesn't always have to be that way.
maybe the rocks should stumble our way,
and experiments could always be fun.
in any ways, we're going to reach the same destination,
it's just about the path we're taking.
being different sure is a big thing,
as we can't resist just to be the same.
but listen,
i know your heart's talking,
and it's screaming.
for inside a human there's a million thing,
so are the ways to let it show.
faces, voices, gestures as for display.
but it all would come to one point.
expression.
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