Are we breathing out or breathing in
Are we leaving life or moving in
Exploding out imploding in
Ingrained in good or stained in sin
Are we breathing out or breathing in
Are we leaving life or moving in
Are we breathing out or breathing in
Are we breathing in
We are a million fragments
Exploding outwards
Like broken glass we damage even in defeat
We are tiny pieces
Falling now in
Like snowflake crystals building on the city streets
Snowflakes falling
Snowflakes falling
Snowflakes falling
Snowflakes falling
Are we the parts
Are we the whole
Are we the thoughts
Are we the soul
Parts of me this is true
Parts of me belong to you
Are we breathing out or breathing in
Are we leaving life or moving in
Exploding out imploding in
Ingrained in good or stained in sin
Are we the parts
Are we the whole
Are we the thoughts
Are we the soul
The Parts of me and this is true
The parts of me the parts of you
Belong to you, and you, and you
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