A thousand miles high, canyon created by us
Lust, dipped in sin. Begging for the rust
To cover what we created, cut the cord, just cut
Watch the fall and forget the ground is what
Is below or is that hell? Doesn’t matter
What’s sadder, the apathy or the divider
Hanging from the cable, will we fall or sail
All the people sing and rejoice, their well
Wishes never reaching the drum, guess some
Of us are just not meant to be part of success
Hate to sound apathetic or in some type of stress
But what would one expect in this situation
Just the right steps of our own maturation.


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