Healing Process


Everyone looks for the broken mountain
You have no one to blame
So save yourselves and head to the shed
Lets not play this game
With the plunged of death
We see the means of life
As we listen to reason and natures plan
Assemble intuition rights
To speech traffic in our minds
So many people in life
We are grains of sand
Each night the city grows
Stow my heart along with yours
Our minds together can open any door
Who to stand up with
Who to hold
Everyone has a bright glow
We are, you are
A dreamer lion trying to persue timing
Everyones got a mess
It makes sense now
Controversy doesn't seem to be the only thing i need
Reverse hit angles of reality
You wake up drowning in the mirror
Hold my hand i will sing you afloat
Figuring out what went wrong
Who to stand up with
To sing this song of strong
This is our healing process

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