The way of life
It shouldn't be harsh if you know why
You don't have to be swallowed
In the darkness of your mind
You may feel small
Walking on the street
You look at others
What's the difference you think
The blades of street lights
The shadows all look the same
What's the difference you think
It's just like “millions of tiny shining pearls”
The way of life
You make it good or bad
The faint lingering whisper
You mumble a prayer hoping the best.co
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