Lyrics
They say we’re cut from the same cloth.
There’s a belief that we share a common background or origin.
Built from the same loss.
Constructed or shaped by similar experiences of loss.
Countless hours in the box.
Spent numerous hours confined or limited.
And now I question my reality.
Now doubting or questioning what's real.
I’m left picking up the pieces
I'm left to gather the fragments or aspects of my life.
While I choose to believe.
Despite this, I opt to maintain faith or trust.
Persistent.
Continuing firmly in purpose.
Relentless.
Unyielding, persistent in attitude or action.
I know that I’m not done.
Acknowledging that there's more to achieve or experience.
And now we start from treason.
Beginning anew, possibly after a betrayal.
New reasons but I’m still grieving.
Discovering new motivations but still mourning or feeling loss.
A better outlook on all.
Seeking a better perspective on everything.
I’m left picking up the pieces
Once again, gathering the broken parts of life.
While I choose to believe.
Opting to maintain faith despite challenges.
Persistent.
Continuing resolutely in purpose.
Relentless.
Persistent and unyielding in determination.
I know that I’m not done yet.
Acknowledging that there's more to accomplish.
Way more than a lesson learned.
More than just a lesson learned; an impactful experience.
Life turns,
Life moves forward, it continues.
It keeps going,
Life persists, but it also causes pain.
But it burns.
The enduring pain or challenges.
Never again will I lose sight of it.
I won’t lose focus on this ever again.
La lealtad no tiene precio.
Loyalty cannot be valued or bought.
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