I step onto the train Remember the first time he made me cry Because he asked if I wanted him to sit with me And I felt safe saying no To ride alone with my own thoughts It is the last scheduled tonight I…
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We Breathe Life – Hour Seven
We Breathe Life We breathe life Into every intention Every interaction Every sense of promise When we walk down the street We breathe life Into every smile, every wave Every step, marching to our own beat Each time we console a loved one Hugging them…