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Once again the house I built came down, a broken dream

I didn't change the course enough to change it all

The lifeline you tied solidly, my days to safety,

I did cut it away with a knife of hesitation

Once again I steered the ship and didn't look where

Was I taking the friends I called dear to me?

Now the collision's gone

The ocean washes all the bodies away, which I called dear to me

The plans made, big and small, why can't I make them work?

The smaller gets bigger

The lonely bits of me cry on the ground

I still want to climb mountains and leave them behind

The plans made, big and small, why can't I make them work?

The smaller gets bigger

Every time I trust my steps, away the ground gives

Is it bad, as I think, or for the best of me?