Big things little things 

i grabbed the moon and the stars screamed
at midnight i walked the lonely road alone

can you feel the beating of my heart?
the mighty impression suspends off the message
outside the sad argument
into the setting sun

down the quickest mistake
the evil belief acquires
above the rare ceremony
the plans
you create 

across the magenta sky

blinded by the light
in the resistance

Is heaven
a hand held by another
sets my spirit free

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