Caught up in the two ends
Of the same world
How far will the bow bend?
It's not always possible
To change what is impossible
Time and again it tries to break away
Only to be left hanging down the way
Some push it down some pull it apart
Ending it even before the start
With a voice inside in my head
That tells me where to tread
Of the same world
How far will the bow bend?
It's not always possible
To change what is impossible
Time and again it tries to break away
Only to be left hanging down the way
Some push it down some pull it apart
Ending it even before the start
With a voice inside in my head
That tells me where to tread
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