Buildings rise and fall to the sound of our heartbeats Once in awhile my skin tingles to the thought of Not being able to tell the difference between My feeling and your feeling Your skin or my skin All the billions of eyes, still can't see it all
I want to be good to everyone and everything It seems so impossible but I need to figure out how I can't hate myself any longer I'll spend my life trying to embrace life The murmur of our dreams forever in the background Born of space and sound