like grass through cracked cement we move through spaces called difference and restriction these lines in the sand they divide the common land my friend if the world cant fit in your hand maybe its the way that youre squeezing trying to trap a man inside his skin how can we know what oceans the waters call home and late at night do they swim there alone come rescue the cold born under barricades raised high to dam us youve built up these borders can your fences contain a tempered mans refrain that color and law are not what lives in a mans heart how can we know what oceans the waters call home and late at night do they swim there alone come rescue the cold mother of exiles youve turned many away oh warm waters wont you rescue the cold thaw the ice that hubris grows and when you break through i hope that it holds how can we know what oceans the waters call home and late at night do they swim there alone 
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