Saturday, 29 September 2012

Born in your tiny prison cell
A million times smaller than you are
One single drop and you're risen up
Afraid of the dark

You crack up through the pavement
In super, super slow-motion
Though your back is gently breaking
You reach for the light

We can see everything
We can hear everything

Weakness is not your weakness

You are what you grow in to
You're not what you were

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