the other day i had a de ja vu.
I was me and you were you
holding hands, we were ready
ready to live and love and to discover life
you were young, so was i
we were blatantly unafraid of standing tall
unafraid to protest this box around us and live on the hilltops
lets not allow our satisfaction with the status quo to start out rusty and
become brighter with yesterdays use.
lets dream of bringing the time that slips away to justice,
and finding out what happens when the shadow on the looking glass passes.
