She can't remember a time when she felt needed
If love was red then she was colour blind
All her friends they've been tried for treason
And crimes that were never defined
She's saying, "Love is like a barren place,
And reaching out for human faith is
Is like a journey I just don't have a
map for ..
To the Moon and Back
No angels, no evils. No blood falls on empty hands
All choices, all actions, come back to us where we stand
Up off your knees, there is freedom from bondage
Nothing needs worship to be
Eyes to the sky, I look into the stars and the stars they look back into me
My last breath is calling me back from the edge
I am faithless
Now realizing I'll not pass this way again
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