When to jump?
I feel like we are holding hands
At the edge of a cliff
And the world did not turn
The way we had hoped
To leap!
We still hope
Though time has taken its stride
Flame kindled on a leaf in the wind
Must burn out
When wind (dies/dives) down
And breakers rise
Will (regret/forget) this moment
The way only a flame can hide
A sea of understanding
And so we've finally touched
Without singing our skin
Without straining our eyes
In further reaches
There is no turning back
But I do not believe in time
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