Connect
We can’t see each other now
I know my soul has been let down
See one side through bias eyes
opinions are held as truth or lies
We pick a team for which to play
Yet we all live to see this day
As we reach for truth
We turn away from youth
A child’s mind, clear as sky
Yet we see them not yet able to climb
At what time do we halt the journey
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There’s so much more to feel
We can never know what’s real
If we are separate in groups and sides
Maybe that’s the reason why
We slowly loose are dreams and woe
For we need each other’s brilliant glow
When you reach out to another’s hand
And cross that bridge to new found land
All can come with their own world
For we have nothing to be told
We each have stories to write and sing
And though we all may feel the sting
With you I see a world so glorious and ready to explore…
