Through the thorns, I can see the sky. I forget the stings.
We'll fight what we have to, just because what's waiting for me is you.
Words just fall away sometimes, and all that's left are the feelings.
Cause the intricacy of nature confuses me and I'm aghast in it's beauty, it's splendor. I feel bliss in the breeze.
Every color has many shades. Every person has many sides and can't be defined by one.
Cause I'm moving forward and looking back, but keeping on track.
Take my hand and my sweater, we'll keep moving through this cold weather.
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