All we are, we are
And days go by with us
Revolving imperfect, picturesque
We will accept, allow reality to be
Significant

Honour the oaths of plight
And breathe in deeply
The light of every window

For we caged birds must sing
Sing to make this hearth
The center of our universe

To give without purpose
To supersede the strive

Wouldn't it save you
Wouldn't it save you

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