Singing a new song
With my voice cracking
Am I ready for this?
I'm terrified of the fire
Burning my heart, I want
To put it out with decisions
of cold logic
I can't measure the sky
so I'll settle for a plot of land
That I can come back to
When I see that your promises of the stars
Return to me empty
Guides me back home to earth
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