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Sheet Music
In some corner of every mind and in every nerve that’s meant to feel there’s an open ended question that is trying to be revealed
Not a judgment, not an answer not an opinion, not a fact But a ground to be relied on so our hearts can find a path
As the future that we’re bracing for is so much easier to see
As the past still owns our grief and fears and anger brings us to our knees And the present sows confusion just to track our every choice
Closing in and numbing every soul and spirit, every voice
In that corner there’s a threshold that the walls try to conceal
So many things dissolve when we just question what is real