That the odds are against us
That space and time aren’t on our side
And that we’re a mission impossible
Trying to rise above the tide.
That we don’t stand a chance against the universe
That we don’t write the rhythm of time
That our melody doesn’t harmonize with reality
And that fate isn’t giving us much of a sign.
That we shouldn’t have tried
That we shouldn’t have dared
I know we’re a shot in the dark
But I honestly do not care.
Have enough breath to keep trying
Enough love to give
Enough room to keep flying.
Push away the thought of losing you
Embrace the idea of seeing you again someday
And still long to be with you.
I’ll still ask for pictures
When I’m craving touches.
I’ll still challenge the continuum
Until we find the edge.
By : Phanuel Ayelum
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