When I was a kid
I held on so tight
I held on so tight
When I was a kid
Then life opened up
Like a little rose
So I stopped right there
And opened up my nose
And there was some hope
That fate would come
And reveal its magic in everyone
That love alone would break the spell
And retire that metaphor of hell
These are the halves that make us whole
Despite all reason no control
We're hesitating at the light
We're stepping blind into the night

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