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Mirror collect whatâs left inside, to rise out of it Itâs all in her faults and itâs all in her mind (here nor there) The feeling to leave grew fiercer, 3 steps, 3 times Like a passenger exiting in mid-flight (betwixt, between) We can come and we can go Cuz itâs our rite of passage Itâs alright. Hurry to my side Watch us vary, watch us modify Once itâs over, weâll be hard to recognize First we give and then we get, well shouldnât we Heâd prayed for hope, he prayed for keeps (liminality) A bridge toward growth, a path to grown, a walkabout I wish weâd only known, a walkabout, a walkabout We can come and we can go Cuz itâs our rite of passage, itâs alright. Hurry to my side Watch us vary, watch us modify Once itâs over, weâll be hard to recognize People come and people go Cuz itâs our RIGHT of passage Itâs alright. |