That you get why they do it
The thing they do
You know what I mean
That thing that happens
To the ones who know why they're here
Everybody thinks they're crazy
But they can't stop
Because they came hard wired for this
And the heart knows
But I think maybe
You only see it, you only get it
After you've been completely naked yourself
And that doesn't happen
Until you peel off the cataracts
And wipe the fog away
From your true sight
Once you've made enough space
To see yourself
There's enough space, finally
To see the other
When it finally happens
You'd lose your own arm
Before you'd change them to fit
That's freedom
When you're not trying to clothe them in your fears anymore
That's love's real walk
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