when they beat down on us, the sun came up. we were so much better from the wounds we'd found. battered and bruised, defiled and used. and a new assurance was left, in the persuit of you. making us new inside our view. a look from the window, a beautiful view.
that this was all saved, we were better than brave. we are better than sunshowing, on a cloudy day. this time, it's us all versus the clouds. we'll live in lightning, it's better than towers. striking the grounds as we swim for hours. running, and circling over the town.
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