Step to the World


Walking on clouds to walking on dirt
Polished floors versus slamming doors
Where we choose is where we'll be
Time to make a choice.
Feet on grass or broken glass
Burning coals or a loving soul
Where we choose is where we will be
Time to make a choice.
Jump in cheer for running the field
Take the time when preparing to yield
Carpet as nothing yearning to feel
Hard as nails, black and brown
So many colors laid at our feet
All the textures when one could be neat
Where we choose is where we'll be
Time to make a choice.
A home of love is all above
The dead and gone lay still
Live this life, walk it tall
As you step into the world

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