Mirror collect what’s left inside, to rise out of it
It’s all in her faults and it’s 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 it’s our rite of passage
It’s alright.
Hurry to my side
Watch us vary, watch us modify
Once it’s over, we’ll be hard to recognize
First we give and then we get, well shouldn’t we

He’d prayed for hope, he prayed for keeps (liminality)
A bridge toward growth, a path to grown, a walkabout
I wish we’d only known, a walkabout, a walkabout
We can come and we can go
Cuz it’s our rite of passage, it’s alright.
Hurry to my side
Watch us vary, watch us modify
Once it’s over, we’ll be hard to recognize
People come and people go
Cuz it’s our RIGHT of passage
It’s alright.