Draw a circle, draw a line. One is ours, and one is mine
Take a walk, find a path, like the fact it is tree lined
sidewalk lays out the way, my feet need softer ground today.
leave the path, stay on the line, find a circle, yours and mine
walking tall, arms open wide,
one love for us all, and it flows inside
night is black this time of year
all the colors live in here
pain can linger, at the tip of your finger
you can clutch your heart, you can shoot the gun
for your brand new start, you are fast, you can run
The black spot on the sun, the butterfly in the spider's web,
the skeleton choking on the crust of bread,
they were the same, The Police had said
So everything is my soul, the brightest light, the darkest hole,
the tree, the grass, even a blind mole
if I am you and you are me, we are we, and he and she,
you, me, the rock, the tree, the thing still hidden, in a distant sea
If this number of one, can get it done,
it should be this way, for everyone
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