things make fingerprints on your heart
and i hope that never changes
those impressions you get, the feelings only a melody can explain —
your sixth sense has grown into something lovely and high above us all
in a realm we can't reach
but it's enough to catch a glimpse from time to time
you really do grasp the world, even if not with words
and i hope that never changes.
don't try to be an activist. or win a nobel prize.
just keep being the soft song in our heads
telling us we can do it.
you're the only reason i think i might have changed a life —
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