there is no better way for me to say it, so i find songs and meanings. i try to find ways to bridge the distance, only be reminded that you may not stay there long... so here i am with wood, nails, hammer, and splinters. (smile, let them only see you smile: "that's cool")
and when i feel the sun on my face i am so sweetly transported by the rays to a different kind of heart and inside a different kind of warmth and i open my hands (and though i hope yours are the ones that reach me) i will take whoever wants to go to that place of light - and this is how the pyramids were built.
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