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Yo. So, everybody has a story to tell. (Ok) This is mine. (All right then) Here we go. A man who knows sacrifice feels the price of his own life For everything he touches will be golden, beholden to the moment that he owns it But what happens when the gavel falls And he falls to his knees in that gravel crawl Doing battle with hidden demons, dog Left paralyzed, alone, and in a fog One moment lost In the cemetery where his father was buried Happy life and childhood but always unmarried Told him once "Don't worry about these evils They're only people" They can't destroy the steeple of your mind, your body, and your soul Where you go when you're cold and alone Let the emotion flow (don't be scared) And for a minute, he believed he could really, really win it An impossible task for a man who can't see it The it being the failure to proceed or succeed depending on the deed But all he needs is just one hand, one friend, a belief in the end Shit, he needs you. And what do you get? All of this? All of this. It surrounds us. Carl Sagan pointed out pale blue dots and all you need is to feel like you're not worthless You're worth this with every single breath that you take, beat of your heart, where do we start At the beginning, everybody knows where you end, but until then you can shine again and again Canis Major is a billion light year dream Floating in space chilling on that cosmic stream A blackhole spinning, pulsar grinning, white dwarf getting, hyper nova with a bit of a condition But just cause we're small to it's gigantic proportions we're still as important in the universe's story This is what he learned as he faded from glory A footnote in history now everybody's sorry A blip in the play that life puts on page, maybe not center stage but needed all the same A thread in that curtain that weaves us all in frame, each one of us represents the same thing That each of us is bigger than our baser selves can be And none of us should feel we're alone at sea Because we're all swimming in that same inky ocean Though some of us seem to have found that magic potion Yet when that time comes, and it will We'll never be alone, better still We'll be wrapped up like warm, soft blankets in each other To fade away and experience one another It's not sad, it's just the cycle It's not bad, it's just my life, though And those are the echoes |