United States
40° 15' 47.4768" N, 77° 10' 17.4828" W

If the simple motion of living
Meant I was alive
That I could breath, spin, dance
And I had nothing to hide

I would be dead
For I cannot breathe
Dancing does not come easy
And I would like to leave

I made you that promise
And I stand by it

I never lied to you before
And I will not start now

But the only way to keep
The promise that I made
Is to move through time
And leave you

It is too painful
So I drag your memory behind
How far will I make it
Before I break down


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