Mirror collect whats left inside, to rise out of it
Its all in her faults and its all in her mind (here nor there)
The feeling to leave grew fiercer, 3 steps, 3 times
Like a pa**enger exiting in mid-flight (betwixt, between) We can come and we can go
Cuz its our rite of pa**age
Its alright. Hurry to my side
Watch us vary, watch us modify
Once its over, well be hard to recognize First we give and then we get, well shouldnt we
Hed prayed for hope, he prayed for keeps (liminality)
A bridge toward growth, a path to grown, a walkabout
I wish wed only known, a walkabout, a walkabout We can come and we can go
Cuz its our rite of pa**age, its alright. Hurry to my side
Watch us vary, watch us modify
Once its over, well be hard to recognize People come and people go
Cuz its our RIGHT of pa**age
Its alright.