You ask me how we got from there to here, And you tell me you can't remember, And so I'll answer it for you, Though perhaps not the way you want me to.
We got from here to there on the back of a unicorn racing through our dreams, We got from here to there when night's silence thundered between us, We got from here to there believing a song to be stronger than the worlds pulling us apart.
And we were right.
We stood in good relation to the earth, We stood in good relation to the gods, We stood in good relation to all that was beautiful, You see, we were Alive
We got from there to here when we believed reality to be stronger than love, We got from there to here when we forgot to look up and believe that gravity held no hold on our souls, We got from there to here when we left our storybooks for some other distracting play,
And now I do not know my world, And I cannot find my God, And beauty dies, Shut out in the cold.
And I believe we can get from here to there if we just believe, And I believe we can get from here to there if you'll take my hand, And I believe we can get from here to there - if only in our dreams,
And when you're dancing across the sky, Somewhere between the stars and the moon, Look for me by your side, I'll meet you with hands outstretched, We'll go - from here to there, there to here, and back again.
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"Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved, of all the gifts which we have wasted, of all that we might have done which we did not do" ~~Gian Carlo Menotti~~
