One is a source of distraction
The other is a source of inspiration
One wishes to see me grounded
The other wonders how far I could fly

Let me stand upon your shoulders
Let me reach into the sky
Then you can climb on mine
And we’ll be reaching twice as high

One is a source of frustration
The other is a source of pure elation
One wishes to see me simple
The other revels in my complexity.

Let me open up the windows
Let us breathe true life once more
When finding walls around us
We’ll be breaking down the door.

So when standing at the crossroads
Says the lady with two lights
You can go the easy way
With no worry and no fights
But when standing at the crossroads
Says the one with whip and knife
Be sure you’re moving for yourself:
Your happiness; your life.

You may find this world again
But you may never find this soul
So never miss a chance
To complete yourself;
Be whole.

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