We've been living into a wild love
An outcome that we found holding
The arms of true peace.
Development means evolution
Where you're not alone, when you feel so stuck
Into to something you can't hold anymore.
Everybody saying you're doing it wrong
But it feels so right, so then who's
Missing the goal, who's gona burn away
All the spells that yourself got under?
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